Sherlock; the younger

A story to tell

Sherlock awoke the next morning to find John already dressed and staring at him.

"And you call me a freak" sherlock commented as he sat up.

John looked startled " oh sorry , day dreaming, so"

Sherlock looked at him.

"So what?!"

"So who was he , describe him!"

"John you are really going to have to work on finishing your sentences"

"Yes yes ok"

Sherlock pulled on his tie and began to tie up his shoes.

"Look if ya want to know, come down to the music room with me"

He finished tying his laces and looked up.

"Molly wants to know and I really don't want to repeat it twice"

John looked confused. "Molly?"

"Yes Molly Hooper" sherlock was beginning to get annoyed now.

John sensed this and shut up. After all the boy had just saved his life.
The two boys headed down the familiar route to the music room.

"So er , is this where you disappear off to every morning ?"

"Yeah"

Sherlock pushed open the brown doors to find an angry looking Molly. " Sherlock , you are NEVER this late" Molly's eyes then met Johns as he sheepishly moved out from behind Molly. 

" Sherlock , what is he doing here"

John opened his mouth to talk but Sherlock spoke first. " It is ok, he is on the side of the angels now"

Molly glared at the two men stood infront of her. After all that time sticking up for Sherlock and he goes and befriends him !

Molly slumped in the pew and John copied her movements bracing themselves for the biggest tale of the year. 

Sherlock sat down on the wooden bench and began to recount his tale:

Do you recall what H2O2 is? Well , you should. In Chemistry , near the end , a strange question was asked " sir what is H202? " The teacher looked surprised obviously but he simply replied and made the biggest mistake of his career. He showed the tiny bottle" Long enough to show the boy what it looked like and as he put it away, where it was held. After class he must have been planning his attack but it just so happens that John here was a bit boyish and thus became his next target. I was watching the boy throughout the disco. He was constantly checking his top pocket , but i saw the bulge was not big enough for a weapon, besides , who would be so stupid as to smuggle a weapon into a school. No, it was something small, he stood in the corner, away from the bustle. It suggests he didn't want to be bumped or touched, so the object was breakable, only and object that small and that fragile could have meant glass. As soon as I saw the bottle being opened I knew what it was. And thats when I got to John.

He sat back and watched as the other two took in the new information. John was the first to respond " Bloody brilliant"

An awkward silence echoed round the room before molly threw out the question that was on every ones lips. " so , who is he"

Sherlock sighed " I only know his name is James. M" 

He got up and headed towards the doors, " otherwise , i have no idea"