Hi, so this is a weird cross-over. My friend writes as Matthias, and i Write as Sherlock. It may continue. PLEASE REVIEW
MATTHIAS: Matthias smirked, looking out the window of the subway, watching the walls mix matched patterns sift by. He wore a red jacket and baggy jeans with his spiked up blond hair. He was listening to his iPod on full blast, so loud the people in front of him could hear his music.
SHERLOCK :For the love of... really could this person get anymore annoying. His music taste are awful and he keeps tapping his feet on the back of my chair to the beat. Who would pick a song like "RiverSide" its like taking Beethoven and throwing him off a building and telling him to write the 7th symphony over. I lean back in my chair trying to focus on anything execpt the horrendous person behind me.
MATTHIAS:Noticing the irritation I was causing the old man in front of me, I chuckle to myself. I take the earbuds out of my ears, letting the music flow louder into the air. I leaded forward and tapped the old man on the shoulder.
SHERLOCK:I hear the music even louder and grumble slightly, "really, r u serious". i lean back and feel someone tap my shoulder, i know it was the boy. I didn't open my eyes, " Do u need something or are u just going to stand there till i die, o but wait u cant die. Yes i know who u r, with your spiky blond hair and your horrible taste in music." i say all while thinking about 100 other things i could be doing right now.
MATTHIAS:"Of course you know who I am, every one knows who I am!" I point a finger at myself and smile happily. Opening one eye I peeked back at the old grumpy guy. "And who is you? Yer grumpy man, arn't ya?!" I chuckle under my breath.
SHERLOCK:I open one eye and look at the boy, " Sherlock Holmes, The only consulting detective in the world. I'm actually about to go home to see my friend, who thinks I'm dead." i say agitated by this boys voice. " I had to fake my own death so that none of the people i love die, unlike u were u cant even die and u have to watch your friends wither and die." i sneer at him.
MATTHIAS:I narrow my eyes at the grumpy 'Sherlock' dude and frown. "Not cool, man. How would you like to be prayed on by your own friends, or even possibly watch them die? If I or lose I take lives with me."
SHERLOCK: I sigh, " well seeing as though i am a high functioning sociopath, i wouldn't much care." i say smirking. The sub stops and i hop up an open my eyes to see that i practically tower over this boy, " well i best be off. I have to go tell a friend that I'm not dead" i say not focusing entirely on the conversation anymore.
MATTHIAS:I stand up slowly. "Alright old dude, catch ya later, i guess..." Although they walked at the same pace in the same direction, Matthias didn't mind the old man.