To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

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The Spring Holidays came to an end. Because they had already done a lot of exams they weren't expected at sixth form that much, but they still had a few exams and classes to go to.

They went to their first class back; none of the other students knew they had married each other, they didn't talk to many people and they didn't see a point in telling people they barely got along with.

They arrived in Biology and sat down happily in the second row.

Oddly, Mr McDonald walked in. The class quietened.

"Morning! Right, I know I don't teach Biology, but your teacher is ill, there is nobody else free, and I volunteered. So, all of you, open your books and listen up, because I have a Biology book so there will be no lazing about! You'll have learnt something from me!" he said with a smile.

Everyone opened their books.

"Now, let me look around, who have we got in this class... Ruby, I know you... Shaun, hello... and Sherlock and John! Good to see you all! For the rest of you I'll just have to point a-"Mr McDonald frowned and he stared at Sherlock's hand that lay on his desk.

"I didn't see you as a jewellery man, Sherlock." He said, but he looked a little more suspicious, he wasn't convinced himself that that was 'some jewellery'.

"I'm not." Sherlock said "This is my wedding ring, sir." He explained.

Practically everyone in class gasped.

"So you got married? When?" Mr McDonald asked curiously.

"During the Easter Holidays." John answered with a smile.

"That's lovely! I always knew you two would probably get married but I never thought you'd be this young!" Mr McDonald admitted.

"You know us, sir, never ones to wait." John chuckled.

"No, definitely not! Well, congratulations, boys! Was it a memorable day?" he asked.

"Yes." Sherlock nodded with a smile.

"Did you go anywhere nice for your honeymoon?" the teacher asked.

"Venice." John smiled.

"Nice! I went there with my family a few years ago; my youngest loved the canal boat ride! Wanted to go again and again!" he smiled fondly at his memory.

"The canal was lovely! You could see a lot!" John grinned.

"Oh, I'm meant to be teaching! Anyway, congratulations and all that! Goodness me, I remember you when you were eleven. High voices and rosy cheeks!" he laughed. John laughed and Sherlock chuckled with him.

"Anyway, Biology!" the man moved on.

The news of Sherlock and John's wedding travelled fast, they could see many people watching out for their wedding rings if they passed them. Sherlock got a little irritated by the constant questions that were often repeats.

When they got home they tiredly went to their room in the Watson house to relax.

At around eleven o'clock at night Sherlock felt thirsty. He extracted himself from John's naked arms and looked around for something to put on when he went down for a drink. He found the silky black and short dressing gown and put it on.

It was dim downstairs and he poured himself a glass of water. He drank it and once he was content he turned around and his eyes widened.

The lights were dim, not pitch black, and that was because there was a lamp on the kitchen table and there sat Ron, Alan, Julie and Kathy.