"No, Sherlock! I can guarantee you that this formula is right! You just need to- Oi!" John half-yelled at the scrawny boy next to him, shrieking when his hand was swatted away. "What in God's name was that for?" John rubbed his hand, then rolled his eyes. "Why do I even bother with you, 's not like you're ever gonna say anything back."
Sherlock remained silent (as always), glancing over at John for a mere second before turning back to their chemistry project. John had an extremely frustrated look on his face, reaching over Sherlock's arm and grabbing a beaker filled with God-knows-what and dumping most of it into their experiment.
A light gas began to rise from the mixture, causing John to smirk. "See? I told you I knew what I was-" he was cut off by a yell from the girl sitting directly in front of Sherlock.
"Dear God! You didn't mix the vinegar with the bleach, did you?" She seemed panicked.
Sherlock nodded. John's expression formed into one of horror. "W-why?"
"That's toxic, youabsolute idiot!" She nearly yelled at him.
Sherlock didn't seem worried at all, simply turning to John and flashing that stupid knowing smirk he gave when he was right, which was always.
"Don't give me that! We have a bit of a problem here, if you hadn't noticed!" John exclaimed angrily. By this time, most of the other students had looked back to their table and gone into a complete panic, some even shoving past others to get to the door.
Sherlock rolled his eyes, grabbing some powdery substance off of the table behind them and adding it to the mixture. Almost instantly, the gas that was steadily rising began to die back down.
The girl in front of them looked astonished. "How did you know that would work?" She asked.
Sherlock shrugged. The girl looked at him expectantly. "Oh, no he won't talk." John intervened.
"Why? Is he like, afraid of girls or something?" She giggled.
"No… well, I don't think so. He just doesn't talk. Hasn't since the day I met him, back in primary school."
Her eyes looked curiously upon Sherlock. "Can you talk?"
Sherlock shrugged again, it had been years since he had tried, so he honestly had no idea.
"Right, then. I'm Molly Hooper." She extended her hand to John and then to Sherlock.
"John Watson. And this here is Sherlock."
"What parent in their right mind names their kid Sherlock?" She laughs.
"I dunno." John replied. "Hey, why haven't I seen you here before?"
"Oh, my parents moved here this Sunday. I've just started school here yesterday." She informed him, smiling slightly.
"Oh, okay. I-" John started, but then their teacher announced that the bell was about to ring and that they needed to collect their things.
"Guess I'll be off then. Nice meeting you two." She smiled and waved at the pair.
"Bye, Molly." John said. Sherlock waved.
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A/N: Hey :) Olivia here. This is basically just a small chapter to get the awkward introductions done. If you didn't catch it, Sherlock is mute in this AU. Also, it's a Sherlolly fanfiction! They're one of my OTP's so I thought it'd be a good idea to write about them for a first story. The title is a work in progress, do you like it?
Later guys :)
