The Date

Amelia groaned as her alarm clocked yelled in her ear. She rolled onto her back and then realised what day it was. THE DATE! She bolted upright and swung herself out of bed. Her room was empty, everyone else was at breakfast. She had exactly an hour and a half before the bus left. Right. Shower. Amelia grabbed her towels and her shampoo/shower gel. A few moments later, she was soaked in the hot water. She washed away the memories that burned in her mind of Sherlock, and replaced them with John. The water was soothing, and the thought of John's lips on hers and his hands on her bare skin. His muscular chest, his legs wrapped around hers. Amelia found her hands working their way down her body. She let out a quiet moan and instantly bit her tongue, her heart pounding as the door to the communal bathroom opened. She head Beatrice and Alexi come in. Their harsh voices grating against her ears. She washed the last of the soap off her body, wrapped her towel around her and quickly stepped out of the shower. Beatrice and Alexi looked up in surprise. Amelia flushed, she hated people seeing her like this. It raised so many questions.

"Oh its you." Beatrice's tone was repulsive. Like Amelia was a vagrant of the streets. And then they noticed. Amelia's upper arms were covered in thick, white scars. So were her thighs and her stomach. Being the child of wealthy parents, having everything she wanted. Put her parents never paid attention to her. Her mother was addicted to having affairs. And her father was either in New York or Thailand. Never at home. So they compensated. With money. And that's when she discovered the blades. The sheer rush of releasing all the hatred she had inside her. It was a sick addiction that she would never admit to. But it helped. The two girls stared, their lips bubbling with questions. She turned and practically ran. Fighting back the tears. She scrabbled through her clothes drawers, scrubbing her hair in her towel as the searched. She laid the clothes out on her bed. Her dark pink skinny jeans, black top with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows and a bright blue vest underneath as the top fell off one shoulder and finally her yellow Doc Martens. She dried her hair and pulled on her favourite underwear set. Once she was dressed and her hair in its usual messed up bun. She set to work on her many piercings. The month before she moved schools she'd gone off the rails. Went crazy. Drunk, smoked weed, hung out with the 'wrong people' and got some new piercings. She replaced her tiny silver nose stud with her favourite blue one. Switched her clear lip studs with thin silver rings, changed her ear rings for their colourful counterparts and finally found her bright green ear plug. Then it was the eyeliner, the mascara, a bit of lip tint and she was done. It surprised her that none of her class mates had noticed her piercings. Most of the teachers had they said it was fine as long as she had clear ones for when she was in school. She checked the time. Exactly ten minutes. Her phone vibrated, and she had one last check in the mirror as she left her dorm. The message from John read;

"See you downstairs gorgeous ;) Xxx"

Amelia smiled and replied almost instantly;

"I hope you don't have any issues with bright colours or body piercings – cuz if you do – you're in for a shock :P" And she headed downstairs.

He was in the middle of replying when she placed her hands over his eyes. John turned around and stared at the beautiful girl infront of him.

"Amelia? Wow...not the girl I know...you are Amelia right? I'm not imagining things..." People were whispering and staring at her. Amelia hated blending in. And they could talk as much as they liked. She gingerly toyed with her right lip ring, poking it with her tongue and giving John a flash of the stud that lay buried in the middle of it. He swallowed. And then smiled. Amelia smiled back, relieved that he hadn't run in the opposite direction. They climbed on the bus and settled at the back.

"So when did you get all these piercings then?" Amelia giggled,

"A few months ago, my parents went ape. It was so funny. They tried to make me remove all of them. Fat chance." John laughed again, his face lighting up.

"You Amelia Finch, are one rather incredible girl." The journey was short and sweet. And by the end of it, John's hand was entwined with hers and her head was on his shoulder. They stepped off the bus and stood at the entrance to the town.

"Welcome to Aintree Village...it's not much, but we like it." Amelia gasped in surprise. It was full of colour. The quaint houses overflowed with window boxes and hanging baskets that exploded with colour. High washing lines were filled with beautiful shades of green and blue. The cobbled stones glinted in the sunlight as John took her hand and showed her around. They passed shops filled with flowers, cakes, clothes and jewellery. And finally they reached the most adorable tea room. John opened the door and graciously said "Drinks are on me" the pair sat opposite each other, sharing a cream cake and drinking coffee. The fingers on one hand were still entwined.

"You know, I'm glad Beatrice and I aren't together anymore...because to tell the truth...I fell for you the moment I saw you." Amelia blushed; "And I feel the same..."

"When you've finished your tea...I want to show you the park and the fountain..." Amelia was in a trance. She couldn't believe this was happening. Two weeks down the line and she was dating the hottest guy in school. Well...maybe they were dating? He hadn't asked the question yet. They continued walking until the cobbled street opened up to reveal a huge fountain. Sunlight sparkled off the water and glinted on the pennies that lay on the bottom. Amelia ran up to it and placed her hands in the falling streams of water. John came up behind her and placed a penny into her wet hands. He whispered in her ear; "Make a wish..." So she did.

They lay side by side on the soft grass, chatting and laughing. Eventually Amelia turned to look at him; "John, are we going out?" he smiled and leant close to her face, gently placing a kiss on her lips. When he pulled away he asked her and she said yes.

Amelia Louise Finch is in a relationship with John Watson.

Authors note: Cute and predictable, I know. But it had to be done ^^ meet the real Amelia - piercings and all. She's not your average girl, and I'll talk more about the self harm in future chapters. The next chapter? John and Sherlock get locked in a cupboard and stuck in a rather awkward position. Pre-warning for some SLASH..yay for lemonyness ;) the more reviews I get, the more I'll write! Let me know what you think, and thank you to "The Science Of Sedcution" for my first review! :D

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