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"The name's Sherlock" Sherlock said extending her hand to Joan
"Joan Watson, isn't Sherlock a guy's name?" Joan asked taking her hand Sherlock rolled her eyes
"I know girls called Elliot and Josh what's your point?" Sherlock replied shaking her hand firmly
There was something intriguing about Joan she wasn't quite like the rest of the idiots in the school, Sherlock finally managed to get to talk to her without her other friends she didn't seem to mind Sherlock
"Fair point" Joan replied "I never see you with anyone normally" she added looking at Sherlock curiously
It was the beginning of the second year and Sherlock and Joan were sharing a room so they were encouraged to talk to each other
"I'm not liked by many I reveal too much about them because I can observe" Sherlock explained leaning on the desk at the back of an empty classroom.
Sherlock always knew that Joan got to the form room before anyone else and was always at the back where her friends gathered when no-one was around she played on her phone
"I've heard, I think it's great what you can do" Joan began smiling at Sherlock kindly she found herself liking Joan she was patient
"How's your brother?" Sherlock asked Joan's eyebrows rose
"How did you know…" Joan began
"The engraving on your phone" Sherlock began holding her hand out for Joan's phone
Joan handed it over to Sherlock and she flipped it over
"To Harry from Sam three kisses, some type of romantic attachment this phone is good, very good so it would have been a gift you couldn't have afforded it being a student so he must have given it to you but why? Obviously the attachment has broken off and he didn't want it to be reminded of what happened, he's taken it hard and is drinking more alcohol then before you can tell that by the scratch marks around the charger socket where he has tried to plug it in. He's getting help and you're worried about him that's why you come to form room so early and play on your phone so you can get an update without your friends reading it" Sherlock deduced
Sherlock watched Joan become more and more shocked as Sherlock carried on She handed Joan's phone back after she had finished
"So people hate you because of that?" She asked placing her phone in her pocket
"And because I'm smart and very smug about it" Sherlock explained smiling to her and winking
More people filed in Sherlock walked away from her and went to her desk. She sat down and put her bag beside her, pulled out a book and read it as others filed in to their groups she got a few sneers of
"Hello freak" to which she replied "Hello idiot"
Not even bothering to look up from her book, She often listened to the sound of the guys talking or the girls in the corner which included Joan laughing loudly which always annoyed her beyond belief after the third time couldn't contain herself
"Shut up! It's not that funny!" Sherlock snapped slamming her book down and turning around to glare at them
The room fell in to silence
"What would you know about humour freak?" One of the girls asked
"Well, your humor nothing I don't do stupid humor I'm more of a clever humor person" Sherlock replied smugly
Sherlock could see the corners of Joan's mouth twitch slightly "Did you just call us stupid?" One of them asked offended
"Wow, I thought you would have even gotten that one" Sherlock sneered back
"Watch your back this year Sherly" the leader of the pack seemed to hiss
Sherlock turned away and opened her book again. She hated it when people called her Sherly heck she preferred Sherlock or Holmes even freak Sherly just makes her sound weak she only just about let my family call her Sherly and that's only on birthdays and Christmases, the form tutor soon came in afterwards and asked the class to make our way to our desks there was some fuss and kerfuffle before everyone was seated Sherlock put her book away and stared ahead as the names were called
"Sherlock" Mr Eisen shouted
"Here" Sherlock called back
She heard someone behind me imitate the way She had said 'Here' pathetic really
"Joan" Eisen called
"Here sir" Joan replied
As usual but she sounded distracted
"Why do you keep staring at your phone Joan?" Sherlock heard one of the girls whisper
"No reason" Joan replied quietly Sherlock felt myself smile.
The rest of form time was "Talk between yourselves" so Sherlock got her book out again and began reading again she listened carefully to the girls convocation
"Joan, you then fill her pillow with flour" One of them muttered she could never be bothered to lean their names
"I can't do that, this is what she's like every year why now?" Joan asked her voice a desperate whisper
"Because I'm sick to death of it that's why!" The leader bit back
It really was like a wolf pack back there and Sherlock felt like Joan was the underdog
"I'll sneak it out and you can fill it" Joan bargained firmly
"Fine then wuss, do that!" the second in command hissed trying to match her masters bite
Sherlock chuckled to herself, these idiots really do underestimated her although she wondered why Joan was trying to protect her
"So when she flops down on her bed, she'll get flour everywhere" One seemed to summarize
Not exactly evil if it were Sherlock she would have used some type of poisonous plant but each to their own. The bell went and Sherlock took her time packing her book away because she couldn't be bothered with the shoving in the corridor not to say she didn't get shoved as people passed her but it never really bothered her, Sherlock threw her bag over her shoulder and went out in to the corridor to her next lesson.
The day passed pretty slowly and at lunch she sat where she usually did and began to pick away at whatever sje had chosen form the canteen she looked over to The Wolf Pack who were sitting there giggling and looking over to her obviously the flour had been put in Sherlock's pillow, lunch finished and then it was science a subject I loved but at the beginning of the lesson my hope of it being a good one were dashed by the announcement
"Today you will be working on a group assignment" Everyone in the class was happy about that except Sherlock the teachers knew she worked alone she sunk low in her chair
"The groups are already assigned" Mr Oseas announced causing Sherlock to place her head on the table.
He read out the groups The Wolf Pack were mainly assigned to each other except Joan
"Sherlock Holmes and…" Mr Oseas began Sherlock tensed her head still on the desk "Joan Watson" he continued
The whole class erupted in to "Way! Bad luck mate!" Sherlock smiled slightly and lifted her head off the desk making her face blank
"Alright in to pairs and I'll tell you what it's about" Oseas announced
Everyone got up and moved, Joan pulled up a seat next to Sherlock
"We meet again Watson" Sherlock muttered looking at the board
"Indeed we do Holmes" Joan replied
Sherlock smiled to herself Holmes and Watson, it had a nice ring to it. Mr Oseas waited until they were settled
"The process of death and decomposition of bodies" he announced the class groaned and girls shrieked Sherlock let herself smile
"Well aren't you lucky Watson, this just happens to be one of my favorite things" Sherlock muttered making a note of what we had to do
"You really are quite strange, but I like that" Joan muttered back
"We'll work on it later I have a ton of books in my about it" Sherlock mumbled half to herself and half to Joan who just nodded.
The classes were finished for the day and Sherlock darted off to my room rushing up the stairs before the others and going in to her room she turned to see Watson sitting on her bed
"Ah!" Sherlock yelled in shock
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" she muttered her cheeks flushed red
"It's okay, I just thought you'd be with your friends" Sherlock explained
Sherlock took her blazer off and hung it on the end of her bed
"I got pretty sick of them today" Joan replied not making eye contact with Sherlock,
Sherlock took her phone out of her blazer pocket and threw it on her pillow a small puff of white flour came out
"I'm sorry!" Joan despaired looking like she was going to cry
"It's okay, you felt like you had to do it, to stay accepted and not be out casted like me it's nothing" Sherlock reassured her gently
Sherlock up her pillow taking the case off making sure as much flour as possible was in there. She then tipped it in to the bin; Sherlock opened the window and beat as much flour out of it as possible before reassembling it, Joan still looked worried as Sherlock threw my pillow on to her bed Sherlock went over to the bin and got some flour on her fingers she flicked as much as she could in to her hair to make it convincing then she ran her hands through her hair to make the illusion that she had tried to get it out
"There we could fool anyone" Sherlock reassured her
"But now your lovely hair is ruined!" Joan protested
"It's nothing a little shampoo won't fix and some twisting and diffusing" Sherlock explained waving her off
"Now, you best go to dinner, I'll be down later giving the illusion I'm desperately trying to clean up" Sherlock told her as she unpacked her books on things such as forensic science
Joan left with a glance over her shoulder at Sherlock as she brushed a bit of golden hair behind her ear. When she left Sherlock pulled her hair in to a pony tail because she wanted it off her shoulders, Sherlock went down stairs to the dinner hall there was ripples of giggles as she went up the counter where the lunch lady already had her take away containers ready she handed them to Sherlock with a smile She took it from her gently
"Thank you" Sherlock muttered to her smiling back
Sherlock grabbed some plastic cutlery and went back up to her room closing the door gently behind her Sherlock kicked off her shoes and sat on her bed Sherlock grabbed one of her forensic science books. She opened up one of the containers, inside was chicken korma and rice she picked up my plastic fork and began to eat as she did Sherlock picked up her book and began to read occasionally shoving korma and rice in her mouth. Sherlock managed to finish it and she opened the other smaller container which contained a tottenham cake which she'll admit had become one of her favorite puddings here, Sherlock grabbed her spoon and started to eat returning again to her book She finished her pudding rather quickly and marked her page.
Sherlock gathered up her rubbish and placed it in the bin; Sherlock then went over to the window next to Joan's bed and opened to let the smell out of curry out of the room. Sherlock then grabbed my towel, wash bag, underwear, her black skinny jeans purple shirt, purple Converses and her long coat she went to the girls showers and jumped in to a cubicle showering quickly and being sure that she had all of the flour out of her hair Sherlock changed quickly and dried her hair as best as she could could. Sherlock gathered up her towel and her uniform she jogged back to her room and placed everything back in to it proper place Sherlock brushed her hair and pulled it back in to a pony tail Sherlock then went for her usual walk around the grounds.
As usual Jane Moriarty and Sabastia Moran were where they usually were next to the big tree in the field; SHerlock didn't even bother to glance at them
"I hear you've had a busy day" Sherlock heard Jane call to me in that weirdly calm tone she always had, it was unnerving even for SHerlock
"Maybe what's it to you Moriarty?" Sherlock asked turning to look at them both
"Well, confronting the girls in form room then getting flour in your hair although you're too clever to have fallen for that one Sherlock" Jane began laughing slightly
"Good to see someone has faith in me" Sherlock replied walking over to them both
"Why did you make it seem like you fell for it?" Jane asked a weird eagerness in her eyes
"Because Joan wants acceptance from her friends maybe to move up the hierarchy, if I had shown that I had diffused the situation they would have turned on her maybe have forced her out the group"Sherlock explained putting her hands in her pockets
"Why do you care for Joan so much eh? Hardly know the girl got a crush?" Sabastia sneered
Sherlock laughed
"You both know full well that I am asexual and let's put it this way she still wants to be friends with me even when I revealed something about her from her phone, she's different and as she is my roommate it will be a lot less painful if we get on" Sherlock explained already getting bored
Jane raised her hands slightly
"Alright I get your point" she replied
Sherlock turned and left
"A storm is coming Sherlock" She called after Sherlock
Sherlock just carried on walking. A storm, what storm could Jane possibly create although Sherlock would be stupid to underestimate her.