See right through me - Johnlock

See right through me - Teenlock - Part 3

Chapter 5

See right through me - Teenlock

Part 3

My day had been pretty decent as far as it goes. I had another 4 subjects with Sherlock which was a pluss. Sciences, art, music and math.

I hadn't noticed to start with but he was a complete sociopath. When it came to social interaction, he hated it. Consideration for others? None. We were oposites in that sence.

Later that day I was walking home from school with Greg. He told me that Sherlock's brother, Mycroft was in some of his classes too. He also mentioned how Mycroft could read him like a book, like how Sherlock had during English class. It was quite fanominal.

As I lay in bed that night I wondered how a single boy could make me question myself so much.

Was I that easy to read? Did I like Sherlock? How did this happen?!

The next day, I walked to school by myself. Greg had gone to school early to arrange the upcomming football practices and matches since he was captain.

I walked slowly as I had set off early, I just wanted to be outside on such a warm morning. I had taken a diversion and gone a slightly longer route, not wanting to get to school super early.

As I passed a street of old victorian style housed I hear the most beautiful music. A violin was playing only a few houses away from me. It was a piece I had never heard before, soft and sweet, like cake!

Curious I wondered closer, attempting to not look suspicious. Just as I came close to the building, it stopped.

"Mycroft! Piss off!" Sherlock! It was Sherlock playing!

I looked upwards to see the open window. However, I quickle averted my gaze and scurried away once I saw a head peek out of the window. Probably Sherlock.

I ran the rest of the way to school. Im not sure why. Weather it was because I was nervouse, or just I didn't want to be seen, I dont know.

When I made it to school Greg was sat on the bench waiting for me.

"Hi!"

"Hey buddy!" He called.

"You alright? You'r a bit red."

"I ran."

"Why?"

"No clue." We both laughed.

It must have been around 15 minuets untill the bell rang, signaling the start of the school day. We spent our time joking about teachers and homework.

My first lesson that day was art. I was terrible at it, but some how I managed to create a decent result most of the time. Again I was sat near Sherlock, who seemed on edge for what ever reason.

"Hey, Sherlock!" He whipped his head towards me as I waved. He half smiled before turning back to his work. I hate to say it, but I was disapointed. He didn't even say hey back.

I didn't have chance too see him untill lunch. That's when I bumped into Mycroft Holmes.

"Oh, hi. You're Mycroft right?" I saw him straighten his back and turn his head when I mentioned his name. We were in the library, not a place I would normaly be. Then again, I was looking for Sherlock amd he wouldn't be anywhere around placed I would hang out.

"Uh, yes. That is correct."

"John Watson." I smiled.

"Ah, yes. My brother mentioned you. His partner for your English project, am I right?"

I nodded. Sherlock had told his brother about me! It sent butterflies zooming around my stomach and a shiver down my spine.

"Mmm, yes well, if you're looking for him he will be in a science lab right now. He will most likley be bussy. I wouldn't bother him."

"Uh...ok thanks." I said, before heading towards the science department.