-S-
Sherlock stood at the open window and lit a cigarette. His parents would be so mad at him now. Smoking in his dorm? It was totally against the rules.
When he looked down he could see a group of kids laughing with beers in their hands heading to the nearby forest, probably to the School-Starting party where John went to.
He kind of wanted to go, but then again, these parties were not made to make connections and reputation. It was to find a fuck-mate, and he was really not up to that.
He closed his window and now that John was away, he unplugged his headphones from the radio, and started to play his music loudly.
-J-
Right.
John was drinking a beer near the campfire. Some stupid rock song was on, and the others was dancing, but then again, he sat alone like some pathetic weirdo.
He saw Mary with another guy, and she was laughing innocently and looked super cute. She never looked cute with him. She always looked annoyed.
John drank into his beer again.
After a lot more drinking he felt much more confident. Of course they won't talk to him if he just sits here like a creep.
He stood up and started to dance. Some Green Day remix was on, and oh boy he lived for that.
-Hey.- someone said.
John looked up and saw a pretty boy in front of him. He was dancing, too.
-Hi.- he replied.
-I'm Alex. -he said.
-John.
-Cool party, right?
-Uhum, not bad. - he said. The music changed to Muse now.
-Oh, cool song.
-Ta.
John found this strange. Well, it was nice to make a friend, but he was into getting laid.
-You smell nice.- Alex noticed.
John gulped.
-Yeah, thanks.
This was getting kind of weird now. John wanted to get somewhere away, so he started to dance his way away, but this kid followed him. John dared not to say anything so they danced together again.
-You have pretty eyes- Alex said, and grabbed John's ass.
-Hey!- John yelled and move away.
-What? You don't like me?- he asked.
-I'm not freaking gay!- he yelled, his face red.
-No way, you're not. Everyone knows that the weird small kid in funny clothes is gay.- he said laughing.
John punched him in the face. Hard. His heart was pounding very fast, and he felt angry.
-Hey, mate!- others stood around Alex, and helped him up. The boy was bleeding from his noise.
-This guy is a fucking bully.- he said.
-Get out of here, asshole.- some other kid said to him. They all looked at him like he was a disease.
John grabbed his stuff and walked away. He could feel others looking at him, but he did not care.
-This party is lame anyway.-he said as he went away.
-S-
"Lost and afraid
Young and innocent but getting older
I don't wanna be alone
I don't wanna be alone"
...
Molly:'So how's school life?'
Sherlock: 'Bad. The classes are fine, but everything else? Not good.'
Molly:'That sucks. Any gf?'
Sherlock:'Nah. Not really into that.'
Molly:'Oh. Are you gay?'
Sherlock stopped typing.
Molly was his only high school friend, and they kept in touch, although she was learning in the States right now. She wanted to be a specialist registrar. She might be cool at that.
Sherlock:'I'd rather not talk about it.'
Molly:'It doesn't matter if you are. '
Sherlock:'Whatever. Did you listened to the song I send?"
Molly:'Yeah, but it's not my type of music. Sorry Sherlock.'
Sherlock:'Doesn't matter.'
Molly:'So, anyway, I have this friend here, Josh. He's totally gay, and he met this guy online, and they met in real life, and totally fell in love. This was a year ago. They're so cute.'
Sherlock:'Okay, so?'
Molly:'So if you're bored or whatever, you should check out this site. It's ... Check it out.'
Sherlock:'Whatever.'
Sherlock closed his laptop together. He was ready for another cigarette.
-J-
When John entered all he wanted to do was hide in his blanket and die.
Life is so uncool.
As he opened the door, he saw the other kid standing at the window, smoking. He got super angry.
-Do you really have to do that? Can't you just move your arse and smoke outside?- he yelled as he closed the door.
-Oh, I thought you was bringing home some company.- Sherlock noticed avoiding the question.
-Shut up or I will beat you up!- he yelled.
-Like that other kid?- Sherlock asked innocently.
-What? How?- how the hell did he knew what happened? Was he a stalker now?
-You hand..-Sherlock pointed at them- Bloody.
-Oh...
John went into the bathroom, and washed his hands and face. This is not how he imagined this day..
When he entered the bedroom, Sherlock was back in his bed, with his headphones on. What a weirdo.
John took of his shirt, and got in bed as well
A/n: Song: Wiped out by the Neighborhood.