"Sorry.." TeenLock

SHERLOCK'S POV

I couldn't see straight I was so mad.

"SHUT UP MYCROFT!" I screamed as I stormed from the house, climbing into the car waiting outside the estate.

"Sherlock Holmes, get back here!"

screamed Mycroft. I sat in the car, my head was throbbing. The car drove for several minutes, then they pulled up to the campus. I got out and walked to my dorm, my vision getting even more blurry and blinding.

--The Next Morning--

The door to the dorm jingled and the door swung open, revealing a shorter boy, about 16, sandy blonde hair and honey brown eyes. He was pulling a suit case and a duffle bag. The boy closed the door behind him and set his stuff on the second bed in the dorm. The blonde boy stepped forward and held out his hand, saying,

"I'm John. John Watson." Sherlock shook John's hand and said, quietly,

"Sherlock Holmes." John smiled slightly and said, turning to his stuff.

"I..um.. I'm your new dorm-mate.." Sherlock nodded but he was still looking at John, deducing,

"Alcoholic and abusive father, brother's an alcoholic too.. serious family problems.. muscular.. Rugby player! Quiet personality.." John looked at Sherlock, breaking him out of his little trance.

"What? What is it?" John took a deep inhale and said

"That.. that was amazing. Absolutely amazing.." Sherlock blushed violently, just realizing he'd said everything out loud. He looked at John and asked, confused,

"You.. you really think so?" John nodded and said,

"Yes! that was amazing! You're absolutely brilliant!" Sherlock blushed violently and said,

"That's not what people usual say." John looked at him and asked,

"What do they usually say?" Sherlock shrugged and said,

"Piss off" John started laughing and Sherlock did the same, then after a few minutes John smiled and suddenly became greatly embarrassed and looked away.

John looked at Sherlock and smiled weakly. He looked at Sherlock and asked, his face blushing with embarrassment.

"Do you want to be friends Sherlock?" Sherlock looked at John and John looked away, his eyes falling to his duffle bag. Sherlock looked at John's embarrassed look and said,

"Yes. You're not as dull-minded and stupid, like the rest of the people at this school, so yes. I'll be 'friends' with you John Watson." John looked up and smiled weakly, then started to get ready for the day's classes.

---Later That Day---

John and Sherlock walked to Math class together, the two boys had every class, except for 2, together. John and Sherlock sat next to each other in the back of the room, Sherlock watching John out of the corners of his eyes.. interested. Sherlock saw John spending most of the class drawing an amazing picture. At the end of class, John was chewing on his pencil eraser, Sherlock slinked over to John's desk and said, his eyes falling to John's embarrassed face and the spectacular drawing.

"What is it?" John looked down, the pencil slipping from his lip from surprise but he handed Sherlock the drawing. It was an amazing drawing of an angel, in a trench coat, wing feathers everywhere, the angel was shining. It was an absolutely beautiful drawing. The wings took up most of the page, the detail was amazing.