THE BOYS OF ST BENEDICT'S.
God he starting to hate that alarm clock. John got up and dressed quickly but taking a while to do he hair and general apperance. this was his first day at 'St Benedict's boarding school for boys'. He was dreading it and what sane person wouldnt be to have to live in a place where just being yourself was enough to get the shit beaten out of you? Yeah thats scary.
"SHERLOCK! Get up this instance or I will drag all the way to St Ben's my self!" Mycroft was the worst alarm in the world. An hour later everything was packed into the boot of the ridicously expensive car and they set of for another year of hellish bullying but worst of all no bloody sex belive me the boys at St Ben's were as straight as they come. Another thing to add to the reasons the was the worst school Sherlock had ever been to and that including the one with the 2 dinner ladies & the headteacher threesom.
As he watched his car pull out of sight John turned to look at his new school and the students mulling around near the entrance. He noticed a curly haired boy climbing the steps to the entranceof the school. He was beautiful in an odd sort of way with his sharp angular face and those checkbones god they did things to John he didnt even want to think about. Jesus his arse... "NO JOHN!" he mentaly scolded himself" not on the first day with the first bloody boy you see" but good lord he was hot. His curly dark hair bouncing when ever he took a step and rustling in the breeze his pale complaection that almost glowed he glided rather than walked without a dout the most perfect looking person john had ever seen.
Sherlock could tell you everything about your life from one look, he noticed everything ( Thats why everyone hated him not that he cared) So naturaly he had noticed the little, blue eyed, blonde boy staring at him with almost wonder in his eyes. ' Rugby player, Alcoholic in the family, Caring mother, dead... wait no soilder farther, ( but probably the best bit) most deffinatly gay. Underwear visible above wait line and strong signs of personal grooming. Although Sherlock found himself thinking he didn't need it he was hot. Sighing to himself well that was it his night was going to involve alot of self restraint.
As John was lead to his dorm there was two names on the door & , Just below the gold 221B. He took a deep breath and punished open the door. Sat on a bed looking completely out of it was the hot curly haired boy. NO FUCKING WAY!