Andrea was bored. She had finished law school, finished police academy, done medical school and had in the meantime found the opportunity to learn Italian, French, Russian and German almost perfectly. Spanish just wouldn't do anymore, she needed something new. As a twenty-four year old easy learner she was just bored out of her mind by the ordinary.
"Can I get you something?" asked a voice behind her.
"No", she answered evenly. "But you can remove something. Please, show yourself out".
With a sad face her newest boyfriend obeyed and left her. Absentmindedly she gazed on her nails, the polish worn down by scratching it and never quite caring enough to take the time to put new one on.
"Another case solved by Sherlock Holmes" read the Times Magazine Online.
Apparently this guy was a hyper intelligent dude solving crimes in mid London...
Sighting Andrea closed her Laptop. If she just had the publicity to attract victims to consult her too!
The train took two hours until she had reached Southwark station, from where she continued walking. She had to stop by her sister's before she could start to fulfil her dreams.
At 221B she stopped and knocked, a strong and fierce knock. Andrea was not the kind of person to be shy. John Watson opened and Andrea walked right by him. "Wait, what are you doing?", he exclaimed as the 5'3 foot woman with spicy black and violet hair bolted for the stairs. By now she had reached the living room of the two guys. Sherlock didn't even bother to look up.
"I am applying" Andrea stated.
"Good luck with that. Bye", Sherlock answered, unimpressed.
"I am applying as your assistant" she insisted. "Give me a chance, give me a task, and I will solve it in twelve times less than average".
"Why don't you just go back to your university career – pardon – careers, go on learn some more languages and keep on thinking of what goals you want to reach in your life and what kind of style to follow, gosh life is just that hard on you right, I mean all the possibilities, will you go back to your skater-girl-phase – and one would mean you'd have outgrown that by now – or be the promising and responsible .. -what is it..lawyer?- you could be?".
Andrea had known something like that was going to expect her. Without flinching she continued where she had started: "well, you are believing to be more intelligent than I am, so since you are sure I can't make it – give it a try. Try me. Any task. Any time. I succeed and I'm your assistant, I fail – don't pretend like you wouldn't enjoy a little show".
With a bolt Sherlock stood up, reached for the nearest books and put them in her hand. "Book 1, the easy challenge, it's about different types of insects and spiders, how their species appear, reproduce, whether they are a danger to humans or not and how or what they feed. Barely 500 pages, no biggie. It's 7pm, so I am going to test you on it tomorrow at 7am. The second book is a novel, but I'll explain that challenge later"
"No problem".
The landlady seemed to have heard the conversation because as Andrea intended to leave she shook her head. "You can stay here child, saves you time to travel and you can learn".
Thankfully Andrea accepted, otherwise she had planned to stay on the streets rather than ask her sister for a stay.
