I had a dream last night about this story so no more writers block, yay!

So a list of what has happened: 1 I stot Moriarty, 2 Moriarty shot me, 3 I wound up in hospital, 4 I knocked my own father out cold, 5 I gave Jenny Sherlock's number, 6 I escaped hospital and 7 I have no idea what to do next.

Okay so Sherlock has a mental map of London. I don't. Well Sherlock has lots of cash, lots and lots of cash. I just don't know what to do with it. I have nowhere to stay.

Lightbulb moment!

Well I'll need some papers and I can forge some signatures. Maybe a little blackmail to?

All I need is to find the address of Burnadle Primary.

Should be open.

I consult the phone 3 miles from my current location. Better start walking.

I stop at a café to get a hot chocolate to go. I tell them when they ask why I'm alone that 'my parents' are in 'the car'. They actually believed me. So stupid.

Well here I am. The kids are long gone but it's clear the head hasn't left yet.

I walk in to reception and ask to see the head. The receptionist just points at a door. I knock and walk in.

"Oh, hello. Where are your parents?"

"That doesn't matter. I want to attend this school. No homework and no questions."

"What makes you think that you can?"

"Does your husband know your sleeping with the math teacher?"

Her face is covered in shock, "How did you know?"

"I can turn this happy life upside down in a blink of an eye."
"I can do all of that apart from the homework."

"Done. I want to be in Jenny Watsons class."

"Might I ask your name?"

"Clementine, Charlotte Clementine Sherlock Holmes."

"The girl who was shot?"

"Yes about that I will need to board here and keep my presence quiet. A common room will do fine."

"Yes of course Miss. Holmes."

Now were getting somewhere.

"I don't want to be on any official documents or CCTV either. My uncle and father will be looking for me. Anyone by the name of Holmes or Moriarty asks for me you've never seen me apart from on the telly."

"Okay."

"Now my room?"

She leads me down a corridor to an empty common room.

"Here."

"Yes this will do nicely. Thank you."

"I hope you enjoy your stay."

At this she leaves.

I make a bed for myself and sleep.

Thankfully this is a no uniform school. I run my fingers through my hair and walk around a bit.

I find my way to the canteen after opening a few locks.

Breakfast!

I make my favourite sandwiches. There's just water to go with it.

"Miss. Holmes?"

"Hello, headmistress. Just want my breakfast then I'll come for lessons."

"Well you have 20 minutes. To let you know Jenny's in."

I finish my sandwich.

"Coming now."

I walk to the classroom.

"Hello Jenny." I smile.

"Clementine! What are you doing here?"

"Needed somewhere to stay."

"Oh! Well I guess I shouldn't tell my parents?"

"No."

"Hello! I'm Jemma Moriarty, you?"

"Do you want the full name or the short version?"

"Full please."

"Charlotte Clementine Sherlock Holmes."

"Holmes. Your dad is an annoying, interfering detective."

I grin, "and yours is a psychopath manic who is a criminal."

"So BFF's then?"

"Me, you and Jenny! BFF's." I nod my head.

"Let's not tell our fathers."

"Agreed."

"It would be so funny if they found out!"

"Well call me Clementine."

"So Clementine what do you know?" Jemma seems curious about this.

"Jemma. Our fathers are the smartest people in the world. I can make an easy deduction we don't belong in a Primary school."

"Agreed. Yet Jenny does."

"We are easily going to be smarter than our fathers put together."

"Well let's get to primary school work."

The teacher comes in.

"Well class I'm delighted to welcome Clementine to our class! Stand up Clementine!"

I stand.

"Hi…."

"Tell us about your family!"

Oh no.