A Dozen Roses in Your Treehouse

A Dozen Roses in Your Treehouse

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"Hey.. do you, maybe, want to be friends or something?" She asked, "I mean like if you don't I don't care-" She said quickly after, trying to play it off cool. "I'd love to be your friend!" He said quickly, perking up at the offer. A Holmesbury AU ~~ "Oh, haha, okay!" She laughed nervously, "Cool.. well, that's the recess whistle, see you soon.. friend." She said, getting up and dusting off the dirt from her dress. "Okay! See you later!" He answered excitedly, waving a lot as she ran back down to her line to get back to the school. He held the book at his side and smiled to himself. He finally had a friend. ~~ Enola and Tewksbury have been friends since they were children. When they start to realize how they feel for each other what happens when life throws the obstacles at them and they have to overcome them to say the those three oh so important words...
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When Emberly turns 16 she's sent off to mrs. Harrison's finishing school for young ladies. Graduating at the age of 18, she sets off for London, where she soon finds herself face-to-face with an old friend. Emberly: "his tall six-foot frame towering over me, his captivating smile could make anyone stop in their tracks, though all it does to me is make my heart stop beating. The way his curly brown hair would fall in his face when he worked. While everyone called me "Emberly" or "miss Williams" he called me "Rose". Sherlock: "when she smiled, small dimples appeared on her face and the whole room lightened up with her, sunlight played with the disobedient strands of her dark hair, her flawless skin glistened in the morning light/candlelight." Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock Holmes, Enola Holmes, or any related characters, settings, or storylines. All rights to those belong to their original creators and copyright holders. I do own my original characters (such as Emberly (Rose), John, etc.) and all original writing in this story. Please do not copy, repost, or redistribute my work without permission. This story is a work of fanfiction, written for entertainment and love of the characters.

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