Too Young To Be Secret

1:The Meeting

   The girl made her way into the office building, a smile on her face and a spring in her step. Everyone she passed grew a smile, big and small, some waving at her in greeting. You see, this 15 year old girl always had a way to make someone smile. Her long brown hair bounced against her back and shoulders in long ringlets. Her eyes glittered in delight as she made her way through the door into a secretary's office, flashing a kind smile before entering the office.

   A dark oak wood desk covered in files was placed in the middle of the dark walled room. In front of the desk, sat a brown leather chair. Behind the desk, sat another brown leather chair, only this one had a tall back, and it had wheels at the ends of its feet, instead of actual legs. A man sat in this chair, scribbling some notes down onto a price of paper. The man wore a gray suit jacket, white undershirt, and a gray tie to match.
  
   The girl sat down in the short-backed chair, waiting for the very resigned looking male to look up. Her smile disappeared from her face, as she patiently waited, playing with the bracelet on her left wrist. Finally, after a few long, silent minutes passed, the man stopped writing and looked up at the girl.

   "Hello Tori. What do you need today?" The male asked, although he could tell it wasn't something good.

   "I know you can deduct that this meeting isn't a pleasant one, so stop acting polite, Mycroft. I need you to keep some files safe for me, seeing as I am not able to at the moment. The moment I need them, I will come straight to you. Please don't give anyone these files, unless it is absolutely necessary," The girl, Tori, a dressed the male, getting straight to the point. Mycroft nodded.

   "Of course. I will keep them specially hidden, so no one will find them," Mycroft said, taking the files and locking them in a safe under the desk, that he planned to move later that day. Tori nodded.

   "Thank you, Mr. Holmes. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to be somewhere very soon. Thank you for your hospitality. I hope to see you very soon," Tori thanked him, before getting up, smoothing out her skirt, and leaving the office. Once she was in the hallway again, she plastered her smile on once again and left to get a cab, wanting to get home to change before heading out again. Many more people passed her by as she made her way out, but before she could leave the building, a man accidentally ran into her.

   "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to run into you," She apologized.

   "Of course you didn't mean to, but you did," The man retorted. Tori looked up at him. He had dark brown, curly hair, chiseled cheek bones, and bright blue eyes. Tori furrowed her eyebrows as she deduced him, before looking over to his friend, who had started to speak before the man rudely cut him off.
  
   "That's and interesting statement, sir. Are you here to see your brother, Mr. Holmes?" Tori asked. She remembered seeing a picture of him when she pressed Mycroft to tell her about his family. He had shown her a picture of him from the paper, only then he had a hat on. The man stood bewildered, looking at her strangely.

   "And how do you know something like that?" He asked.

   "Because I work here, and I'm very well acquainted with Mycroft. He had also shown me your picture from the paper. I know most people of the people here, and they don't ever talk to you, so I would suspect that you are here to see your brother. And I'm sorry sir, but what's your name?" Tori asked, pointing the last part to Sherlock's friend. He had dark blonde, almost brown hair, and was considerably shorter than Sherlock, but he held himself high and walked with an air of confidence like a marine. The man looked up at Sherlock, then back at her, before he spoke up.
  
   "I'm John Watson, Miss," he responded. The girl smiled at him.

   "Nice to meet you, John. Now if you two will excuse me, I have somewhere to be," Tori waved, before heading out the door. The two males looked at each other, then where the girl left, before walking to Mycroft's office once more, thinking the encounter extremely bizarre.