Chapter Six: A Troublesome family

Cassandra smiled to herself for a well done pat on the back. The blacony wasn't that full and both of them have the front seat. She also dressed to impress, her deep red dress was great for the warm weather since it had no sleeves and was cut low to show some bosom, which was hard to get since she herself thought she had nothing. She was always envious of her friends that had big bosoms, and their corsets making them even bigger. She turned around and looked at Rose Mary her sister and her friends, who were flirting freely, giving off such an annoying laugh, next to her was one of her dearest friends Michelle, she was French and very humble. Her husband was the French dipolmat, who sat with Cassandra's father in the next balcony. "Quel est mauvais Michelle? Vous semblez mécontent." ((What is wrong Michelle? You seem unhappy.))

"Mon John de Mari pense d'en mouvement de retour à la France. Nous sommes eu besoin de là-bas encore. Bien que je souhaite aller, pour sa famille sont grossier. "((My Husband John is thinking about moving back to France. We are needed there yet again. Though i do wish to go, for his family are rude.))

"Oh le chéri. Je suis si désolé pour entendre cela. ... " ((oh darling. I am so sorry to hear that....)) Cassandra patted Michelle's hand with love and smiled. At that moment her husband called from the blacony next to theirs.

"Mon chéri! Mon chéri! L'opéra est sur le point de commencer. Venir votre placer j'ai des nouvelles joyeuses pour vous dire mon amour!" ((My darling! My darling! The opera is about to start. Come to your seat i have joyful news to tell you my love!)) he called as he leaned dangerously over the railing, smiling at them. Michelle sighed and kissed both of Cassandra's cheek.

"Je vous parlerai bientôt. bon au revoir." ((I will talk to you soon. good bye.)) As Michelle got up Sherlock Holmes walked in dressed also to impress. He wore a tux that fit him quite nicely also, his hat finally off revaling that brown mat of hair. Cassandra flushed as she remembered her dreams of running her hands through his hair as he kissed her passionately. He grinned at her as he sat down, her step sister in the back let out a shocked gasped and giggled among her own friends.

"Ah Miss Chang. you are fluent in the languge of the French?" he asked sitting beside her.

" I am. How are you Mr. Holmes?" He looked at and exmained her, the dress was of a color of dark red wine, the gloves she wore were white also so wore diamond earrings that dangled. While her black hair was pinned in the style that most young women had now a days.

"Doing quite well. And you Miss Chang?" He watched as she flushed, and bit on her lower lip.

"Cheeky." Soon the play started, everyone quieted down and got ready for the show. It was one of shakespeare's plays A Midsummer Night's dream. Cassandra watched she squealed, laughed, and sighed at the right places. While the play still went on, Cassandra leaned close to Sherlock. "How does Dr and Mrs. Watson?"

"They are fine and send their regards. How are you in the coping of your step mother?"

"She plays a fake smile at me. There is also a man-" Everyone got up as the play ended the actors bowing. before she could finished her sentence anymore as a group of giggly girls and her step sister surrounded themsleves around Holmes.

"Oh what is his name Cassandra?" Rose Mary asked with excitment, Cassandra casted a sour look at the girls. All of them were around the age of 15 way too young for Holmes who was in his late 20's as was herself. Rose Mary was a bueatiful girl no doubt about it. Since she was half asian, and also spoiled. Cassandra noticed how Rose Mary puffed her chest out and gave Holmes a seductive look. " Why do you sit with my boring sister when you could be sitting next to me?" Sherlock smiled at her and at the young ladies surrounding him like a pack of dogs.

"That is enough Rose Mary. You will scare him away." Cassandra said lightly as she stepped up beside Holmes and glared at her sister.

"If i were you Sir... I would stay away from her, she's a bad apple. Her mum killed herself, you don't know what she will do." The girls laughed while Rose Mary smiled at her own rude remark of her older step sister.

"And if i were you step sister i would not have myself look like a whore. Away with you children, we are leaving." All the girls gasped at how Cassandra spoke back to Rose Mary who stamped her feet. Getting ready for a huge tamtrum. As they exited Cassandra cluthing on to Sherlock's arm, her sister screamed in the hallway for all to hear.

"MOTHER WILL HEAR OF THIS CASSANDRA! YOU LITTLE WHORE!" At that moment Cassandra exited the hallway as everyone stared at her retreating back and Rose Mary's tear stained face.