Shady Old Tree

by sarahwuzheree

Greaserlock AU in which we have Sherlock as our bad boy Greaser and John as a new kid/rugby star (I know it's a little bit of the same, but I just had some ideas for it and a drawing I'm making helped inspire it so...)! Okay my first at an AU, probably going to be multiple chapters. Rated M for possibilities in later chapters.

Chapter 1

Sherlock saw the new kid from time to time in the halls, outside on school grounds, and even on the field for after school practices. No he wasn't watching him, he was admiring him from a distance. There's a difference.
Sherlock light another cigarette well into his second pack of the day and it wasn't even noon. He stood at his favorite spot on the grounds of the school. This big, old tree stood next to the parking lot of the school and made the perfect shade for himself and his car.
Sherlock sometimes alternated between his motorbike and his 1957 Chevy Bel Air.
The car was gorgeous and had all the girls at this damn school entered in a competition Sherlock knew they wouldn't win. This deep purple car was fitted for his exact personality and he loved it unconditionally.
From his spot next to his car he could see the boys on the field playing some sort of game for gym class. Sherlock had always found it hilarious to watch them play these sport and get so into as if it were really the match of the year that every television set had tuned to. No, no it wasn't and that's why Sherlock never was too interested as to move in closer to watch.
From where he was at he could see and could not be seen. So as he stood there watching them play a game that was probably rugby he saw the new kid, John, run with the ball past all of the other team and score for his team. Nothing special, after he did play for the school team it was to be expected after all that he'd show off for some of the cheerleaders that were most likely in his gym class.
Upon thinking this, Sherlock felt a strange emotion stir inside him that almost felt like..jealousy. It couldn't be. Sherlock hasn't been in a relationship for well over a year, ending his relationship with Irene had been a very wonderful thing.
Sherlock never felt comfortable around her and felt he was expected to do something in the relationship other than be there for her, kiss her when they saw each other, ask her about her day, and drive her home.
As he watched John from his tree he heard the whistle from the gym teacher and expected that in a few minutes it would be time for their class change. Sherlock took a long drag from the cigarette before putting it out and grabbing his few books he cared to bring to school and began for the door inside and slowly marched on to his last period class