A Locked Up Heart.

Chapter Eleven - Rude.

Sherlock was reading the play at my behest.

"Sherlock you have to read it! How else will you memorize your lines?" I implored him.

"Fine!" He groused.

You know I really didn't think he would get this into it...

"JUST KILL THE KING ALREADY STOP MOPING!" Sherlock shouted throwing the book across the room. I jumped. Smudging my sketch of Sherlock.

"Sorry Love." Sherlock said, as he stood and stretched. I slammed my notebook shut, and felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Sherlock stared at my face for a moment. Then it clicked. I watched as a blush crept up his face. I searched for something to fill the stifling silence. But luckily I was saved by the bell, or should I say Brooke. I heard a knock on our door.

"I'll get it." I squeaked. Running to the door. I opened it to reveal Richard. He leaned against the door frame and smirked at me.

"You didn't tell me you were going to audition. I would have auditioned with you." he purred.

"Oh well Sherlock signed us both up" I said shifting from foot to foot.

He cringed when Sherlock's name was mentioned.

"Well, I was just headed to check the sign up sheet would you like to join me?" He said not realizing Sherlock was in the dorm too.

"Sure we will!" Sherlock said, walking up beside me. He grabbed our coats and tossed mine to me. Richard jumped when he saw Sherlock then helped me on with my coat, as Sherlock locked the door. Sherlock walked over and grabbed my hand glaring at Richard.

"So, Richard I never did ask what are you studying here?" I said tentatively. 

"I am majoring in Mathematics." He said blankly.

"Nerd." Sherlock commented. I responded by crushing his hand in mine, while glaring at him.

"Sherlock what are you studying?" Richard says - ignoring Sherlock's jibe-, as we arrive at the sign up sheet.

"I'm going to be a detective." Sherlock said proudly.

"Oh, Don't you have to be clever to be a detective?" Richard sassed.

I sigh. Sherlock takes a deep breath.

{" You had biscuits for breakfast. You are left handed. Older than usual for somebody in Cambridge, why would you wait? I bet its because of your bad home life. Abusive father. No mother."}

Richards face contorts with rage.

"Sherlock stop." I warn. Letting go of his hand. He ignores me continuing. 

{"You are wearing a new shirt. Dressed to impress with product in your hair. You are wearing a very expensive cologne, we can deduce you are going to see somebody you like today."}

He said briefly looking at me.

"Sherlock STOP!" I say.

"Judging by your actions to my friend Keyland here..." Sherlock smirks.

I cut him off by slapping the smirk off his face.

"Shut up! Just bloody shut up!" I yell. Staring at his shocked face. "Go back to the dorm, we will talk about manners when I get back!" His eyes go wide, then he turns on his heel and storms down the hallway.

 I sigh to collect myself, then turn back to Richard.

I open my mouth to apologize. But he speaks before I can.

"You are going to make a great mother some day." He said softly. My train of thought derailed. 

"Erm. Er I am what!?" I exclaimed.

"Sorry I shouldn't have said anything..." He said blushing as he turns to the sign up sheet.

"Look! You got the part! I knew you would be Ophelia!" He says trying to change the subject.

"Oh!?" I exclaim.

"You are so sweet and innocent they would have to be stupid not to choose you!" He beams.

"Awe thanks Richard." I blushed. "Look! You got the part of Hamlet!" I say pointing to the paper.

"As an understudy...to Sherlock..." He said fuming. 

"Yeah..." I say awkwardly looking at the ground. Suddenly I hear a voice.

"Keyland!" said Andrea, hearing my voice and coming over to say hi.

"Hey Andrea." I greet her.

"Look we are both Ophelia! I'm your understudy but still." She smiles.

"We should practice lines together!" I said excitedly.

"Hey Richard!" She says noticing him.

"Hi! Its good to see you again." He says stiffly.

"Can I borrow Keyland for a minute?" She asks.

"Yeah actually I have class soon i should go." Richard said giving me a quick hug. "Bye Keyland."

"Bye." I replied. We watched him leave the building.

"Andrea you are a lifesaver!" I said gratefully.

"I know." She smirked.