As soon as I was out of sight, I sprinted towards the PE block. Hopefully John and dad were still there.
As I rounded a sharp corner, I didn't notice a solitary figure standing outside the boy's toilets. That is until I bump into him. Why do I keep bumping into people?
"Watch where you're going young- hang on a minute! Samantha, what are you doing out here? I told you to go back to your classroom!" Mr Parson exclaimed.
"I... needed the toilet." I knew that if he knew anything about this school he would realise that my classroom was on the other side of school, and there was a toilet much closer to it than this one. Thankfully, Mr Parson wasn't the sort of person to know people's names and where things are, so he just dismissed me with a wave of his hand.
"Off you go then. Be quick though, we don't want you missing too much lesson time."
I jogged off towards the girls toilet. I could easily just slip out of the other exit inside the loos, then walk across the square to the PE block.
I darted inside the toilets, only to slip out the other side and walk straight into John Watson. Again.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were in the headteachers office or something..." He frowned.
"It's obvious, isn't it? She came looking for us. We went to the PE block, and she followed us here. Not straight away of course, but she followed us alright." Sherlock said, stepping out from one of the many doors leading to different places in the school.
"Yes, I came to find you-and I'm so glad you're here-because someone in 8c collapsed, and I went to the scene of the..." I couldn't think of a word so I copied the teacher. "Pain, and I found something interesting and I'd like you to see it." I pulled out the dart and handed it to Sherlock.
"This didn't hit anyone. This hit the desk the boy was sitting at. But why would someone fire a very advanced and expensive dart at a desk?" Sherlock looked at me, waiting for an answer.
"No-one fired it. There was nowhere that you could have fired it without being seen. Unless it was an automated system or something, this stun dart wasn't fired."
"Show me."
"Over here!" yelled Sherlock, staring at something on the wall. Me and John hurried over. "What? I can't see anything." I looked at the wall. It just looked like a normal wall.
"There." Sherlock pointed to a very small crack in the wall.
"And if you look carefully..." me and John both squinted at it, "you will see a small plastic machine inside. That's what fired the dart. It was quite easy to spot actually."
"Yeah well, you had longer to look than me." I grimaced.
"So, what do we do know?" asked John, looking at us both in turn.
"We wait." Answered Sherlock. Someone screamed.