New school, new beginning

1. This could turn out nice

It was a rainy day in London. The 31st of August. John didn't want to go to his new school. He would probably be an outcast, straight from the beginning. He always wears a jumper in winter and autumn. In spring and summer he usually wears shirts with a print. He just likes them. Also his music taste was diffrent from the average teenager. He listens to all diffrent kinds of stuff. Classic, rock, pop, the golden oldies, german, the modern songs from the radio. John hoped to have at least one person to talk to. But the worst part of his new school was that he had to stay there. When he arrived a teacher showed him his dormroom, dorm 221B. Before she opened the door she looked at John. "John, you have a roommate. He is a bit of a weird fellow. But really, really smart. Nobody wants to stay with him in one room. Last year twelve kids wanted an other room. Some didn't even stay for one night. But you seem like a nice guy, maybe you can give him some company. He really is a nice boy if you know him. I'm sure you'll do your best. If there are problems you can always come to me" ms Hudson said. She seemed nice, and she was right. John really wanted to stay in dorm 221B, even before entering it. Even if it was only to help the other fellow, he must have been feeling so lonely. And besides, the outnumbers usually stick together. John knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. The other boy opened the door. He was quiet tall. He had black, curly hair, pretty long for a boy. His eyes looked like the galaxy. He was very skinny and had sharp cheekbones. "You could cut your hands on those" John thought. The boy looked mysterious. "Hello, I'm John Watson, nice to meet you. They told me we are going to be roommates this year" John introduced himself while walking into the room. "How do you feel about the violin?" the boy asked. "Excuse me, what?" John asked, he thought he didn't get the question right. "I play the violin when I'm thinking and sometimes I don't talk for days on end. Would that bother you? I always ask my new roommates. Most of them leave immediatly. Well if you can say leave. They were never in" the boy said. "I love the violin, and if you don't want to talk I will not force you. Just talk when you feel like it" John answered. "Good. Sorry I gotta dash, my brother says there is a case. Make yourself comfortable and don't you dare touch my stuff. I will notice if you did" the boy said. "I'm sorry but what is your name? And what case?" John asked while the boy took his trenchcoat and blue scarf. "There has been a murder just around the corner, I help the police sometimes. And the name is Sherlock Holmes" the boy said. "Aren't you a bit young to help the police? I mean, I didn't know they let people help with that sort of stuff" John said. Sherlock looked at John and started talking. "You come from a mediate family. Not rich, not poor. Your father was/is in the military, you have his holdings. I assume he is an army doctor, you are too nice for being the son of a man with a high military position. Your mother loves you, she put a note in your suitcase. Harry too, but he doesn't really like you doesn't he? The police need me John" Sherlock said. "What was that? How do you know? Do you know my family?" John asked in confusion. "Not at all, knowing people is dull. I simply observed and deduced it from your shoulders, suitcase and laptop. Come in the corridor, I'll show you again". Sherlock walked out of the dorm and looked around in the corridor. John quickly followed. He was wondering what he would see next. "You see that girl over there? She wants a job in the medical sector. Hair always in a pony, no make-up, no nailpolish. And first one in biology class. Her eyes tell that she is very insecure, she doesn't look at you when she talks, as you can see over there. Now, you can say I'm making this up. So go over there and talk to her, find out for yourself if I'm right or not" Sherlock said. John looked at Sherlock before going to the girl. "Hello, I'm John Watson. I'm new here, could you, uhh, maybe tell me where dorm 221B is? I'm kind of lost, it's my first day" John said. "Oh yes of course, it's over there. I'm Molly Hooper, nice to meet you" the girl said and smiled. "Nice to meet you Molly. Any idea what you want to be later? I'm kind of fascinated to know what people want to be. I want to be a doctor, maybe an army doctor, like my dad" John said. "Oh that's nice, well I want to be a medical examiner" Molly said. "Oh that must be nice too" John said. "Yeah it is. Hey, have you met your roommate yet? He is nice don't you think?" Molly said, her eyes sparkeled. "I've seen him, but I haven't really talked to him yet. He seems nice, in his own mysterious way" John said. "Yes, believe me, you'll like it there. Everyone thinks he is a freak. He doesn't have friends, but I think you will stick with him. He kinds needs a friend" Molly said. "The teacher said just the same. I will try. It was nice to talk to you Molly. But I'm going to unpack my stuff now, see you later" John said. "See you later John" Molly said. John went back to Sherlock. "And? What did she say?" Sherlock asked. "That was amazing!" John said amazed. "You think so?" Sherlock said, a little confused. "Oh hell yeah it was! That was extraordinary" John said and had a big smile on his face. He truly found it amazing what Sherlock just did, and what he had said about him. "That isn't what people normally say" "What do people normally say than?"
"Piss off". The boys stood there for a couple of seconds and than laughed. When they were finished John started speaking. "Didn't you have to go and help the police?" "Oh yeah, see you later John" Sherlock said and walked away out of the room. John sat down on his bed and started to pack out his bags. He put on some music. "So, has your dad thaught you some things?" John heard in the doorway, when he looked at the door he saw Sherlock standing there. "Yeah, a bit. It kind of interesses me. He is army doctor and soldier at the same time. Why?" John asked, not really knowing where this conversation was going to. "Well a bit of help is always good. And talking to a skull is getting dull. Want to join me?" Sherlock asked. "You want me, to join you, to go and see a crime scene?" John asked to be sure. "Yes. Problem?" Sherlock asked. "Umm no, I just didn't expect you to ask. I mean we know eachother for like less than an hour" John said. "Did they tell you I am weird and have no friends?" Sherlock asked. John nodded. "That is because everyone is stupid, well almost everyone. And when I deduce and observe them, they think I'm a freak and run away. You are the first one who doesn't" Sherlock said. "I don't know why they would do that. I think it can be usefull. And great fun also, like if you deduce people you can't stand. Do you do that sometimes?" John asked. Sherlock smiled, "All the time, haha. Come on, let's go". And off they were. John was scared and uncomfortable. Going to a crime scene is not a thing the normal teenager would do. And especially not for fun, because Sherlock seemed excited.