To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

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John and Sherlock stood in the busy playground of their new school with Mycroft, Harry, Sherlock's daddy and John's mummy.

Harry was crying her eyes out, saying only slightly incoherently that she didn't want to go because they might not like her. Mycroft was calm as always and Sherlock and John were just looking around at the unfamiliar faces of other children.

A teacher came out and blew a whistle sharply to get everyone's attention.

All the children ran into their lines.

"Come on now, go to that teacher and ask which class you'll be in and we'll wait here until we know that you're okay." Julie said kindly, giving all four children a hug and Harry an extra one for courage.

Sherlock and John quickly grabbed onto each other's hand and with their siblings they went to the teacher.

She quickly smiled at them and sorted them out, telling them to stay with her and she would take them to each class and introduce them.

All the children walked in and the teacher led the four through the colourful corridors, first dropping Mycroft off, who was welcomed into his new class, then Harry whose tears had stopped when the teacher had smiled at her.

"Now you two. You will be in Mr Scooter's class. Come along." She smiled and took them to their classroom.

All the children were in the middle of the register when they stopped for the interruption, looking at the two boys gripping each other's hands and standing closely together.

"So there are our new pupils?" The teacher asked. He had brown hair, blue eyes and a friendly vibe coming off of him.

"This is Sherlock Holmes and John Watson." The other teacher informed them.

"Well thank you for bringing them here. Come on in and we'll introduce ourselves to your new classmates." Mr Scooter said.

The other teacher left and Sherlock and John stood at the front of the class.

"So, with all new comers, and we've only had three others so far, we like to let them introduce themselves and say something about themselves. So, which one of you wants to go first?" Mr Scooter asked.

John could tell that Sherlock was observing the class. His boyfriend had always been extremely perceptive and observant.

"I'll go first." John said bravely.

"Okay then." Mr Scooter smiled.

"Well, my name's John. And I'm five. And I like playing with Sherlock. Sherlock's my best friend and my boyfriend. We have known each other forever. Our families live next door and we were born a few days apart." John said.

"That's lovely, and what about you, Sherlock?" Mr Scooter asked.

"I like playing with John too. We love each other, so spending time together if good and important! Only ten people in this class have best friends." Sherlock stated.

Mr Scooter was slightly taken aback by Sherlock's observation but had been informed that the boy was a child genius, but needed to stay in his year because his genius was for observations, puzzles and such, he still needed to learn stuff like everybody else.