Shakespeare reinvented

sherlock

The day was dragging on and on through boring class after class. *briiinnnngg* finally the bell rang for dissmisal. Ugghhh finally ,today took forever I thought with relief. I gathered my black writing journal and my favorite purple pen, and stuffed the rest of my materials into my bag. As soon as I got into the narrow hallway I saw it was chaos. Kids everywhere running and racing out the door, while I started down the hallway to the Shakespeare club. As I was walking my friend Arthur appears next to me. "Hey sherlock" he said nonchalantly. "Hey, you excited for this writing assignment?" I asked with enthusiasm. "YES!!!! I am so pumped, I so want to write the best report. Especially if it means proving that one guy wrong. I mean come on the nerve he has talking to me like that" Arthur pouted. "It wasn't that bad you would have......." I had started to comfort my friend when, all of the sudden as I was walking into the classroom the unnamed voice walked straight into me and I dropped everything. "I'm so sorry, I should have watched where I was walking! Are you all right?" He stuttered nervously. " I'm fine, it's my fault I wasnt watching where I was going either" I said as I felt redness creep across my face. Then I realized..... I was nervous. "My name is Martin" the voice said bending to pick up the stuff I dropped. "I'm Sherlock" I replied as he handed me my materials. "Its nice to meet you" he said with an award winning, toothy smile. Wow, I thought I amazement. Then TT he next thing i knew I was lost in his sea green eyes. "You too" I smiled. "Ahemm" . I turned to see my friend Arthur with his eyebrows raised. "Oh! Yea, we better go get started on writing our report." I said with a half hearted smile wait you can't like him your supposed to hate him......wait who says I like him.......