The college roomate (Sherlock/Johnlock/fluff)

Chapter 6

Hey guy's! It's Lydia, and I just wanna say it's flipping awesome that over 900 people have read this!! Like seriously, that's awesome! Also, I want to say i am so sorry that i haven't updated any of my story's! Now, the new chapter! -Lydia

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Sherlock sat at the edge of his bed, staring blankly ahead. "You ready, Sherlock?" John asked, slinging his book bag over his shoulder. "Um, yeah." Sherlock said, smiling at John. He stood up quickly and grabbed his book bag. As they walked down the hall, John started a conversation "Sherlock, I just wanna say something. I kinda doubt we have all our classes together, so I want you to know that I'll try to sit with you at lunch, okay? And I forgot to ask, what are you majoring in?" John asked, slowing down his pace. "Forensic Science. You?" Sherlock answered. "I want to be a Doctor, so I'm just taking my first few years here, then going to medical school." John Beamed at Sherlock. Sherlock smile back at him, a smile he only smiled around his mother.

"Well Sherlock, I have to go. I'll see you at lunch, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Bye John."

John turned down a hallway, shooting one final glance at Sherlock. Sherlock sighed a heavy sigh, then turned towards his classroom. He sat silently and listen to everything, even though it was a bore and he already knew most of it. Classes went by rather quickly for Sherlock, and in no time he was sitting at lunch by John. "How was it?"

"It could be better."

"How?"

"They could teach me something I don't already know." Sherlock said, turning the page of his book dramatically.

"Well, they might."

"I highly doubt it, John. I'm more intelligent than half these teachers."

"Then why are you in collage?"

"To get out of my house."

"Oh."

John watched Sherlock for a second. He was reading the book he has been Reading since he got here.

"Aren't you gonna eat something?"

"Nope." Sherlock responded, popping the p.

"Why not?"

"Not hungry."

"At least try to eat something. For me." John said, looking at Sherlock with big eyes. Sherlock studied John for a minute.

"Hand me a apple, then."