I sit in class "what's the point" I wispered I turn around when I hear someone wisper "freak" Anderson looks at Donovan, a girl who hated me. "Say it again..." I wisper "freak" Anderson wispered a bit louder, I pulled my arm back to punch him before the door opens. The principal my teacher smiles. A boy walks into the room "everyone, I would like you to meet Jhon Watson" I look up, his body language his eyes the way his hand twiched every now and than. I smile "freak ..." Anderson wispered into my ear, I turn around "well, your mother is getting a divorce...bed wetter" he looks mad. Jhon sits next to me, I look at him. "I'm guessing your father is in the army...you have two cats and you hurt your leg before school started" he looks at me " how did you..." I cut him off "I know things...I observe...the name is Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes" I smile and look away he looks at me "why....how did you know about my dad" his eyes fill with tears "his dog tags, too big for you, they say his name...shouldn't he have them I'm sure soldiers need them more than their children...I mean what's the point of that" he looks like he's going to cry "I mean unless he came home" he looks down and mumbles something. "He died..." he looked at me. I blink "he...he died...I'm sorry for your loss" I look away
