Chapter One

I really wanted to read some teen!fem!lock, but I couldn't find anyone. This is also my first fanfiction so please be gentle with the reviews. Thanks for reading.

Sherlock hated school. She hated the dimwitted teachers and their novel curriculum. She hated the forced fun atmosphere, the bland food, and worst of all Sherlock absolutely hated the students. Until Joan came that is.

One Monday there was a new student. The homeroom teacher had made her awkwardly stand in front of the class and introduce herself.

"My name is Joan Watson", the new student stated firmly. She was short with bobbed honey blonde hair and seemed comfortable in (what would be for other students) a bit of an unnerving position especially because she had an injured leg and was standing a crutch that was tad bit tall for her.

"Miss Watson is very bright. She's transferring from the public school", Proclaimed the teacher in an obnoxiously cheery tone. "Let's all give her a warm welcome!"

The class let out a uniform, "Welcome Joan."

"You may take that open sit next to Sherry." She pointed Joan in the direction of Sherlock. The thin, dark haired girl was looking off to her left; her chin resting on her palm. Joan made her way to the back of the room and sat down next her. Well, better say "hello" then Joan thought to herself.

"Hi. You're Sherry?" No response. "Right, then", Joan turned and looked straight ahead, trying not to seem embarrassed. The dark haired girl blinked.

"Oh. I wasn't paying attention."

"You're name's Sherry…"

"No it is not." She retorted.

"But the teacher said-"

"My name is Sherlock Holmes. Never call me Sherry again and you better not listen to a bit of what that teacher says. She's a twit."

"Right," Joan muttered. The first minute here and she was already making a fool of herself. Either that or this girl with the weird name had serious stick up her ass. Sherlock, what a strange name that was! Seriously who the hell names their kid Sherlock? Suddenly she turned her head to look at Joan.

"You're new?"
Joan let out a giggle, "You really weren't paying any attention, were you?"

"I find it best to block out it all. Like I said, she's an idiot. Homeroom is the most horrid waste of time. It only gives the teachers here with the least amount of ability something to do so they don't get in the way of the real teaching. Students just blatantly misuse the time to ogle at each other pathetically and idiotically swap gossip as if they couldn't better use the time to study like they should have at home. I actually do my assignments before school which leaves me nothing better to do than just sit peacefully and try to block it all out. Waste. Of. Time."

"Huh, wow" Joan couldn't help but let a smirk slowly form across her face. "Well, my name's Joan. Joan Watson. I'm new and I…" before she could finished the alarm rang and Sherlock rose to leave. "…I guess we'll be sitting next to each other from now on." The dark hair girl was already out the door and all Joan could do was sit spot, dumbfounded.

As Joan made her way to class she couldn't stop thinking about the girl with the strange name. She was rude and pretentious, but there was something about her that Joan found intriguing. Well, Joan thought I'm sure will get to know each quite quickly and she found her next class.