Partners In Crime (A Teenlock fanfic!)

Chapter Two: John Watson Kept Me Right

Sherlock

"The course of love never did run smooth." - William Shakespeare

I stared after the direction in which he had retreated. I could feel the numerous stares from the people around me. I did not care. I only cared about one thing and one thing only. John Watson had run away. 

Though in some respect it was understandable, I had not expected him to just leave. I thought there may have been at least a slight warmth to his eyes as he took me in, however I was only left with a cold and rightly so confused stare. I had not seen the boy in six years, almost seven, yet he still had a way to move emotions. 

Mother had insisted that I waited at least a week before making my presence known to John, she had warned that me turning up on his doorstep unannounced would cause quite a commotion. I wasn't sure she had taken into account that no matter where I made my existence known it would cause a great deal of commotion for John. 

It was in that moment that I regretted not coming back sooner. Father had assured me that John would not go anywhere whilst we were away, though he hadn't told me we would be away for so long of course. If only I had seen the signs before I was forced to leave, I could have warned John. 

I could still feel the unwanted stares of my peers around me. God, I loathed school. With a sigh I followed the direction that John had gone.

I was new to Kensington Academy. When Mycroft had found out that John went to school here, I was extremely surprised but nevertheless proud of him. Kensington was an extremely hard school to get into, it was a private school with dorms so that some students could treat it as a boarding school. I knew enough about John's family to know that his mother wouldn't have been able to afford the tuition the school charged, so John and his sister Harriet, had gotten in on scholarships. 

I had demanded that my parents send me to this school as soon as I found out that John attended here. They happy obliged, paid the tuition fee straight away and one week later here I was. 

Kensington seemed like a holiday compared to my old school back in Cambridge. The other students there had mocked me on a daily basis, nothing out of the ordinary... Except this time I didn't have John to make it seem worthwhile. When the children in Primary school were cruel to me, John would always lead me away from them, he would always say reassuring things like: "I like you just the way you are!" and "Your a bit of a meanie sometimes Sher but your a kind person too!"

School was never the same without John. 

I walked through the overly crowded corridor in the English building. John had obviously had an English lesson of some sort before he had bumped into me, but where on Earth could he have possibly gone now? I didn't know this school like John did. Clenching my fists in frustration I twisted on my feet attempting to go the opposite direction, when I felt my body hit someone else's. 

"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry!" A very high pitched voice squeaked from in front of me and I cast my glance downwards towards the disturbance. 

A girl stood there looking completely mortified and embarrassed. I stared her down. Her tie was green and black, so I knew she was in my year group, different year groups had different coloured ties, her eyes were slightly watery and red along with the fact that her hair was somewhat disheveled and on her left hand there was a smudged sentence: 'I love Greg' which had been almost rubbed off. From what I could tell the girl hadn't seen me because she was pining over a boyfriend or lover of some kind. Me and you both sister.