See right through me - Johnlock

See right through me - Teenlock - part 3

Chapter 4

See right through me - Teenlock

Part 2

My first lesson of the day was English. It wasn't the best class, but hardly the worst.

The teachers name was Ms.Flagger. Strange name, I know. I had seen her around school but she had never taught my class before.

"Alright you lot, I'm Ms.Flagger. I will be your English teacher this year." She glared at each student in turn, as if she wanted to burn a hole in our heads with her eyes.

She continued to ramble on about her rules and plans for this year. I glanced around the classroom, taking in who was in my class. Molly, Sarah, no Greg because he was in the year above me and Sherlock.

Ms.Flagger continued to talk and I looked over my shoulder to see a very bored looking boy. I smiled at him and he just rolled his eyes and smiled back.

"For your first assessment, you should work in pairs or groups no more than 4." I was snapped back to reality by the moany whines of class mates and Ms.Flagger as she slapped her hand on her desk.

I was about the get up to see if I could work with Sherlock when about 7 people all crowded around me.

"John! Can we go with you?"

"Please John!"

"C'mon buddy!"

I was flocked with requests from most of the class. I couldn't get a word in sideways!

I was known at school for being an academic student and a good striker for the football team. It wasn't unusual for me to be flirting with some of the older girls either. To be honest, I was a popular guy.

"Excuse me..." The same masculine voice was heard above all of the others. It didn't take long for the space around me to be cleared of kids.

"Sherlock Holmes." He stated in a very formal manner.

I was about to anounce my name when I was interupted.

"John Watson, I know." I was slightly shocked by his abrupt interuption but I stayed silent.

"H-how did you know?" I stutters in astonishment.

"Your name is written on your exersice book." He pointed out.

All I could do was nod as he sat beside me. He scanned my briefly with an intence stare.

"Afgahnistan or Iraq?" He asked.

"Pardon?"

"Afgahnistan or Iraq? You want to be an army doctor, but where do you want to fight?"

"H-how did you know?!" I was speachles. I couldn't find the words to say.

"I didn't know, I observed, deduced if you will. You have ink marks on your right hand that are atleast 2 days old. Revision by the looks of the notes on your hand and arm. Science revision, Bioligy and Chemistry. Both you need to study medicine. The army part? Well, your jacket is pre owned standard army uniform. Your dad's probably, it has the initials embroidered on the sleave. F.W." He tilted his head from side to side as he spoke, flicking his hand in the direction of any evidence he pointed out.

"Brillinant...just absolutely brilliant." Was all I could say.

"Pardon?"

"That was amazing." I muttered.

"That's not what people usually say." Sherlocks face was stern but almost suprised at the same time.

"What do they say?"

"Piss off." He chuckled. We both laughed.

It was then that I noticed just how much of an attractive guy Sherlock was. I mean, his smile was perfect. His curly, brown hair framed his slender, well structured face. And those cheek bones!

What am I thinking?! He's a dude! John, pack it in!

I was in a daze, admiring Sherlocks features as we laughed. Sadly it ended too quickly when Ms.Flagger ordered silence.

"Your first assignment is to work on am artical for the school paper. Find a story, research it and together, write it."

Not a bad project but I wasn't really looking forward to it either. But I saw something in Sherlock's eyes when the teacher said that. A glimmer of excitement.