I am SHERLOCKED! After watching A Scandal in Belgravia i just fell for the woman! I hope she comes back next season! Oh and i just want to add my story was inspired by "no_otters_in_the_flight_deck" and her story "Say What You Mean" Its bloody good! The story is M because i dont know what will happen to the characters in the future! So just in case i want to bring something raunchy into this the rating is correct! Not to worry Ill warn before hand! Yes i just want to add Adler doent come until much later, and excuse my poor writing! Reviews and notes are welcome!
Love, The Teenager with Wifi
After hours of being cooped up in that car it finally reached its destination. The buildings stood tall, guarded by high bricked walls and iron gates which were in fact open, allowing the students to roam freely where ever they please.
The taxi driver un-packed the rear of the car and swiftly drove off, he packed each bag under his arm and two in each hand making his way down the large path which lead him around a massive fountain and into the main entry of the university.
A wooden plaque with carved words "head office" hung above large oak double doors, the buildings were obviously created during the Victorian era for they looked like distinguished castles placed in grid format around a large amount of land, invaded by willow and pine trees. The doors were constantly being pushed and pulled opened; he stood there waiting for at least one person to hold the door open for him.
After about fifteen minutes one girl walked out, stopped and held the door open, looking into her chocolate brown eyes with a wide smile of relief he thanked her, a bit too loudly. They both walked in together then she paused, mumbled to herself, turned sharply around and quickly scurried outside realising she just re-entered the building.
He watched her as the doors slowly closed and reopened by passers-by, she often glanced back, swinging her loosely tied up brown hair, all nervous and shy, blushing. She was only slightly shorter than him, reached up to his eye line. She wore a soft blue blouse under a grey cardigan, along with a light brown skirt reaching to her knees, stockings and brown leather shoes. All he could think of was, "wow, she was adorable" smiling to himself he walked up to what appeared to be a register and dropped his bags. It was basically a wall with a window without glass and doors on the side.
"How can i help you sir?" said the guy with a hint of working-class accent, slightly older, probably a senior, he had a slightly built body, short brown hair and dark brown eyes. He looked over at his name tag hanging from his shirt "yes, i am a transfer student, mister... Les-trade?" with a smile "Hey call me Greg, name please?"
"Um, Watson, John Watson"
"John Hamish Watson?"
"That's me"
"Wow, transferring from a military school? I don't blame ya, so you staying on campus?"
"Yep... can you show me where room, um, 221 is?"
"Which Block?"
"It says here, Block B"
A silence hung in the air as Lestrade's eyes widened. "SALLY" he yells "Can you bring this guy to his room?" A tan woman appears, dark curls hanging on her shoulders, "where are you placed?" she asked making her way past the window, towards the door then beside John picking up one of his bags. A wide smile grew on Lestrade face, trying not to laugh, John confused blurts out "Room 221B," Sally dropped the bags and began to laugh hysterically, Lestrade followed.
They paused giving each other a look, "what's so funny?" asked John slightly terrified. "Let's just say… you're the -i think- 10th roommate he's had since last year" Lestrade said in a not-so-reassuring tone "Look he could OK at times…well ... less of the times" Johns face whitened, Sally began to walk away with now two of his bags, he grabbed the remaining bags and followed her, Lestrade yelled after him "Try not to punch him in the face. GOOD LUCK"
Sally pacing quickly made her way past many buildings, John struggling to follow behind her, panting "so who's my roommate?" "A freak" she shot blatantly, pacing faster, sliding into a building with the words "Block B" printed on the side. "A psychopathic freak" she continued making her way past the entry, mail boxes and upstairs.
Struggling to hold up his bags he clung onto them tighter making his way up the stairs he moved aside to make way for a girl trying to get down. It was her, the girl who helped him, he paused and stared at her while she was walking down the steps, she just remained staring at her feet, trying not to trip.
After she left the building he remained dazed at her beauty, "OI" yelled Sally at the top of the stairs "this way" He nodded and continued to walk up the steps. There was a long hall decorated with cork boards, signs and different coloured doors, red being the main/original colour.
She walked up to the black door all the way at the end of the building, it had the gold numbers and letter 221B planted into it. She dropped the bags and patted him on the shoulders, "I'll bring transfer papers in the morning" "but i already signed them" John replied, "no" she smiled sympathetically "trust me, you'll be wanting to sign another batch, look i would give you a map of the campus, but i know you won't be here long."
John opened his mouth to speak up but she ignored him knocking rapidly and hard on the door yelling "FREAK!" then quickly running yelling behind her "Good luck!"
The door slowly creaked open revealing a tall dark man, looking as if he just woken up.
