Southmere lake lay in the hearts on Thamesmead around South East London. Everytime John looked down from his window down onto it, it never failed to impress him. It was a large scale of water, which carried on for miles on end. His flat was on the 20th floor and since the elevators were out of order, John had to walk down the stairs today. He didn't want to go to this thing they were making him go to, it wasn't even his fault. He just trusted the wrong people. His summer was being wasted by having to report for community service to do 'good deeds'. Well, that was how court put it to him, it was an excuse for people like them to order other people around. To him, life was like that.
Molly was running towards the plain, seemed to be abandoned, building infront of her. She was 5 minutes late, but you couldn't blame her for that. She had her reasons, everyone has reasons. Even though doing community work was one of the most boring things you could ever do, she understood why she had to do it. It was completely her fault, she was responsible so she had to face the consequences. But that was one of her low key points, she could never say no and she had the attention span of a goldfish. She didn't even notice that she dropped her phone behind her.
While putting his headphones into his ears, Greg sat down outside of the changing rooms and waited for other people to arrive. He knew others were coming and didn't really want anyone he didn't know walk in on him mid-changing. When his father found out about him doing community service, he flipped. He never saw someone so angry. His dad was mainly disappointed with him because he knew that Greg wanted to work with the police. It wouldn't look good on his CV.
Sally had one more lap to do around the lake before she would turn herself in. It sounded awful when she put it like that, but that was how it felt to her. When she ran, she felt all of her bad memories and memories yet to come melt away. But when she stopped, it would all come back to her. Running is what got her into this mess. She could have done something, but she didn't. She didn't even explain herself, but did she have to?
A black car pulled up outside of the building, and it stayed there for quite a while. It wasn't parking, it was waiting. Waiting for an impatient Sherlock to get out of the car and to do the job he was told to do. He never had a spot in his heart for the government, but his brother did. His brother was practically the government itself. Getting into one little argument caused him to lose his reputation with most of his family. His family was brought up well, some say too well, depends where you're from. A month of community service with the most boring and stupid minded people he could ever meet? This summer is going to be more boring than he had imagined.
To be continued...
Okay, so that was just a quick overview of the main characters without giving much away. Of course, I don't own anything and if I did, I would be laughing. Both shows are great in their own way which is why I love them so much.