AN: I know it's a new fanfic for a new fandom. It's certainly not what many of you want. I'm afraid I've lost my love for Peter Pan. If any of you would love to have my fanfic A Peter Pan Story feel free to PM me. Anyways this was written during my Algebra class, so it's probably not good. Last but not least this is based off of an rp me and a friend did. Enjoy.
There was a teenage boy waiting outside the cabin. He was here for summer vacation with family. Since he was a boy after all, he didn't find France fascinating as much as his older sister did. One of the closest ways he got to fun was leaving early the next day. This was what he was waiting for. The boy, John Watson, was pulled from his thoughts as another boy walked up to him.
"Are you ready?" The boy asked. He was about a head taller than John and had curly brunette hair. John however was considered short for his age with sandy blonde hair. He got up and started walking next to the brunette.
"What are we doing today?" John asked. He didn't know the boy's name yet the boy was his best friend.
"I'm going to show you where I went to think while I was here." He took John's hand and led him to a field of blossomed lavender.
"This place is amazing! How did you find it?" John asked.
"I got bored one day before you came and my mother wouldn't let me near the kitchen." The boy said.
"I wouldn't either, considering I can barely believe the things you do." John said, laughing. The boy chuckled lightly.
"Yes and my brother got me in trouble for that. How's your sister?" he asked.
"She's doing alright. She hasn't left us before me going to bed. She still sleeps most of the day though." John said, clearly worried about his sister. The boy looked sorry for bringing up the touchy subject to his friend.
"I shouldn't have brought that up. I'm sorry Want to trade siblings?" John laughed in reply.
"And get your confusing older brother? Never in a million years." John said. The boy laughed and leaned closer to John.
"Are you sure?" he asked. The other boy nodded.
"What am I going to do without you here?" John asked. The brunette shrugged his shoulders and kissed him. John's eyes went wide, but kissed back enthusiastically. The boy broke the kiss.
"I'm s…sorry." The boy said, running away from John. He started to walk back towards the cabin his family was staying at. He tried to find his friend but couldn't find the smart brunette anywhere. The next day he went back to the lavender field, keeping the letter his mother had given to him in his mind. He carved the letter and his first initial into the tree. The tree now permanently read S+J with a heart around it. Little did John know how true that would become.