A Locked Up Heart.

Chapter Five - A Candidate For Gravity.

"As everyone here should know it is very important to trust the people you are working with. Which is the purpose of this exercise." Said the Professor as he shooed us back into the audience seats.

"Now I will have everyone partner up in doubles please. We are going to do trust falls." The professor announced.

"Sherlock will you be my trust-fall partner?" Richard asked sweetly. Sherlock curled his upper lip in disgust. He looked pleadingly at me.

"Sure he will." I answered for him. Giving him a smile that screamed 'BE NICE'.

I stood up and looked around for somebody who needed a partner. I saw a brunette girl standing by herself and went over to her.

"Hello, I'm Keyland." I say to her extending my hand.

"Hi I'm Andrea." She said shaking my hand. "And yes I do need a partner."

"Wonderful. Let's get this over with." I smiled.

"My thoughts exactly." She stated.

"Ready?" I asked, holding my arms out to catch her.

"Yeah and no funny business." She said tartly.

"I wouldn't dream of it." I replied as she spun around and fell. I caught her with ease, and was helping her up when we heard a very heavy 'thunk'. Then a string of Irish curses. I turn around and to my horror see Sherlock looking very amused at Richard who is currently peeling himself off the floor. Rage filling my mind, I storm over to him.

"Sherlock, apologize." I demand, waving my finger in his face.

"I'm sorry you fell." Sherlock said half halfheartedly.

Richard turned anger contorting his features and sneered. "And I'm sorry Keyland that you don't have better friends."

I grab Sherlock by then hand and drag him out of the classroom. He doesn't resist but has an irritating ghost of a smile on his face.

"What in the hell, where you thinking? Did he say something?" I

"No..." Sherlock mumbles.

"Then what was it?!" I demand.

"I don't like the way he looks at you." He says lamely.

"Seriously?" I huffed.

"If it makes you feel better, I will go apologize." Sherlock says flatly.

"Please do. In fact, invite him out with us for coffee." I advised.

"I thought that was a thing just the two of us were doing!" He complains.

"Sherlock..." I threatened.

"Okay, Fine!"

"Thanks Sherlock." I said ruffling his curls. I gazed into his beautiful eyes.

"Your welcome." He says softly, returning my stare. I slowly pulled my hand down from his gorgeous curly hair. We continue to stare at each other as if bound by a magical force. Sherlock opens his mouth to say something when...

"Hey! You!" A voice calls out.

"Me?" I ask turning around to see the brunette from earlier.

"Yeah, Keyland!" She shouts running up to me.

"Oh! Hey Andrea." I smile.

"What went on in there?" She asks.

"UMM. Long story, uh tell you later, gotta run." I say attempting to make a break for it. However Sherlock grabs my hand last minute.

"Actually we were about to get coffee, would you like to come?" He suggested. His grip on my hand tightening.

"Uh, sure! I have a free period anyways." Andrea says looking at me questioningly.

"Wonderful." Sherlock says deviously.

"Fine, lets go talk to Richard." I huff.

"Fine." Sherlock sighs.

We walked briskly down the hallway to catch up to Richard. Suddenly among the crowd I saw a familiar face.

"Richard!" I yelled, breaking free of Sherlock hold to tap Richard on the shoulder.

"What?" He fairly hisses.

I nudge Sherlock.

"Would you like to accompany us to the coffee shop, for some coffee?" Sherlock says stiffly.

"Well..." he said looking from Sherlock, to me with a smirk on his handsome face. "Alright."