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Lissie's phone was vibrating on her nightstand. She sleepily stretched an arm to grab it. 2:48 am. She started to roll over but saw the name onscreen.

Sherlock.

She sat up, moving quietly so as not wake Nicole or the new brat, who's name was Carolyn*. Even the name sounded evil. Picking a way to the door with moonlight from the window as a guide, she stepped into the hall and answered her phone lowly.

"Sherlock! Hello?"

"Sh. Go someplace you won't be overheard."

"I'm going to the courtyard- it's empty at this time of night. Why?"

"Because I've sat your phone up so it can't be bugged, and I'd hate all that hard work to be wasted by someone overhearing this conversation."

"Okay. Where are you? How are you? Are you safe? Why call at this time?"

"For the purpose of this little exercise let's just assume I can't answer questions, okay? Look, I called to talk to you."

"Really?"

"Well, I'd be a pretty bad guardian, if I didn't check in every now and then. I don't have much time,but how are things going?"

"Good."Lissie decided not to worry Sherlock with any real troubles - namely Carolyn.

She worked for cheerfulness. "Everything's going well! I love this school and all the girls. (Except Carolyn, she added in her head) We're having a masquerade dance with the boy's school across the way, and I'm going to dress up in a lovely gown. Nicole's doing my hair. I'm in the advanced athletics group now! Are you alright?"

"I'm alright. This case is more puzzling than I imagined, but it's coming along rather nicely, even if there is still some danger. Listen, I called for a reason. Lissie , the people who are watching me- there's a slight chance to they could be watching you.

The - group- I'm investigating seems to have discovered I'm supplying MI6 with their information, and they aren't pleased. So I need you to be very careful. Even at school you aren't entirely safe- an enemy operative could pose as a teacher, get you and use you against me, much as Moriarty had planned to do. Please, stay watchful."

It was an incredibly long speech for him, but she knew that he must be in considerable danger for him to act so worried. Surely no one could find her here - he ought to be worried about himself!

"Please stay safe, Sherlock,"

"What? I-" sudden noises could be heard, and she heard a motorcycle roar off. "Better go," he yelled into the phone. "See you sometime in the next two months."

In the next two months? Her heart sank, but she said, "Bye," to the empty air. He was already gone, off chasing terrorists or some foreign agent or scoping out clues or who knows what.

"I love you," she addressed the silence and pressed end call. Why is it always the last words that mean the most?

It was now three a.m. A strange noise made her more eager to go in. She rose and made her way back inside, to the hall, where she realized she'd forgotten her student ID card which unlocked their bedroom. What to do? She remembered the 'bad' girls talking about a key card they'd hidden somewhere for when they snuck to the boy's school across the way.

Could it be behind a picture? After checking behind photos in the hall and furniture, finally, under a potted plant, Lissie found it. She swiped the door and fell back into bed, exhausted, but not before light outside caught her eye.

A figure with a flashlight, searching the area where she'd been. We someone looking for her? Suddenly, Lissie noticed that Carolyn was no longer in her bed. The covers were mussed, and, stranger still , a pair of binoculars was in the window. Is she outside? Has she been looking for me? This is weird. She's got to be mental.

Worried for Sherlock, she fell into a troubled sleep. Lissie could only pray that she did not have the Dream tonight. She could imagine if Carolyn returned and heard her crying. It would be terribly embarrassing.

When she awoke, sweet Nicole was shaking her awake. "You're going to miss breakfast, and classes, girl!"

"Oh no! I overslept, I was up late. I'll just skip breakfast. Meet you in the auditorium for roll call."

"See you then! I guess our resident Regina George is already at breakfast."

"You mean Carolyn?" They both were laughing as they readied for the day. Still, Lissie couldn't shake the feeling someone had been watching her last night.

*if your name happens to be Carolyn I am so sorry! I know an evil Carolyn so had to make it that heheh