It was only your second day at school and it was safe to say that you were bored shitless.

You were in history- the last class before lunch- and your teacher Mr Jenkins had to mark the essays from his other class so you's were working with the person sitting beside you to create a leaflet on the Russian revolution.

So now you were working with none other than Megan Wilson, which was awkward: especially now that you knew what her scum of a 'boyfriend' and so called 'friend' were getting up to behind her back.

"Hey." Megan said, as confident as always.

"Hey." You replied unsure of what to say, "... So we should start with..."

"Listen," Megan said interrupting you, "I just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday: with Holly and that. She can be a real bitch when she wants to be but she's harmless."

Bitch was an understatement.

"You have nothing to apologize for, it was Holly and Matt..."

"I should have said something," Megan said smacking her hands against the desk that you two where working at, "I mean Sherlocks a decent guy, a bit cocky from time to time but he's a fucking genius: he has a right to be!"

You were shocked, Megan sounded just like - well, you. Defending Sherlock was something that you and Megan seem to have in common.

You looked at Megan and suddenly you both burst out laughing.

"You know," you said after you had stopped laughing, "if you want to apologise to someone it should really be Sherlock." Megan looked at you and nodded.

"Oh god," Megan groaned, "I can already picture the smug self satisfied look on the bastards face."

You chuckled,

"Yeah me too."

Megan smiled at you and you couldn't help smiling back.

"How about I apologise a lunch?" She asked smirking.

"Lunch sounds good." You said laughing. Sounds like lunch is going to be interesting.

"Good. Oh," Megan said, "I have to go and pick up my new chemistry book, could you come and get it with me at the end of class?"

"Sure." You said.

It looked like your friendship with Megan was still intact.

Once the bell when, signalling the end of class, you and Megan started making your way to Ms Fraser's chemistry lab. You's were talking about the history project and making plans to meet up after school at a local library when you heard an audible moan emanating from the classroom just down the hall from Ms Fraser's lab.

"What the...?" Megan said pausing in the act of opening The lab door. You shrugged, not sure but you were suddenly feeling very uneasy. "Oh my god is that what I think it is?" Megan asked giggling as she started to approach the classroom. You grabbed a hold of her arm and pulled her to face you,

"What are you doing?!"

"Oh come on (name), there are people getting off in that room! You can't tell me that you don't want to go and mess with them?"

"Mess?...what? No! No, I don't." You stuttered, taken aback.

'Why do I feel so uneasy?' You asked yourself as Megan snorted,

"Come on don't be such a stick in the mud." Megan chuckled, moving towards the door again.

"I am not!" You said, a little affronted by Megan's remark.

"Yeah, then prove it." She said casting you a wicked smile before turning to look through the window: set down the side of the door.

And froze.

"Megan?" You whispered. When she remained perfectly still you moved next to her waving you hand on front of her face but she didn't even seem to notice. What the hell? You looked through the window curious to see what was going on and why Megan was acting so weird.

Two people were in the middle of a major make out session on the desk, for a minute you didn't get it but then you saw their faces and understood: Matt and Holly.

"Oh shit" you breathed out and turned to look at Megan only she was gone, shit!

You ran back down the hall to find Megan sitting on the floor of Ms Fraser's lab. You sighed: unsure of what to do.

You sat down next to Megan, she had her head between her knees and was taking deep breaths. You had no idea what to say so you decided to wait for her to say something and after a few moments she did,

"Fucking bastard," she said laughing slightly, "I knew he was bad news from the beginning. To be honest," she said turning to look you in the eyes, "I was never really that in to him but even then it still hurts, is that stupid?"

"No, it's not." You said and she laughed.

"Well on things for sure," She said a wicked gleam in her eyes, "I am so going to get them back for this." She laughed jumping to her feet and grabbing her chemistry book of the desk. You got up too a little unsure on what to do.

"Come on," Megan said looping her arm around yours and smiled, " I still have to apologise to Sherlock."

Once you and Megan where out in the school grounds it didn't take you long to spot Sherlock and Jewels sitting together under the same tree you and Sherlock had sat at yesterday. Seeing your approach Sherlock stood up from the bench and stared at you intently.

"What happened?" Sherlock asked

"What you don't know?" Megan tried to say in a teasing manor but her voice broke at the end. Sherlocks penetrating eyes moved to scrutinise Megan, after a few seconds a look that only could be described as pity shot across his face. He knew alright, he knew everything.

"I'm sorry." Sherlock said.

Those words coming from his mouth shocked you, when did Sherlock ever apologize? Was hell freezing over?

"For what?" Megan asked, "you didn't do anything wrong and I'm meant to be the one apologizing to you."

"I am aware however I am still sorry."

Sherlock replied sounding more like his snarky self. Megan laughed,

"Thanks and I'm sorry too," she said smiling at him, "Though," that wicked gleam was back, " if your really sorry I could use your help."

"What do you want?"

Sherlock asked exchanging a look with you as if he was asking you what it was that Megan wanted his help for. You shrugged, you had no idea where this was going.

"I want to play a little prank on our darling Holly and Matt." She said with a chuckle.

Sherlocks eyes seemed to light up at the idea of humiliating Holly and Matt: not that you could blame him.

"What have you got in mind?" Sherlock asked intrigued.

Megan smiled and opened a page in her chemistry book,

"This but I'll need your help if I'm gonna pull it off." She said pointing to an experiment example on the page.

Sherlock took the book from her and scrutinized it for what seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes, before he looked back up at Megan with the same wicked gleam in his eyes.

"Count me in." Sherlock chuckled as he stretched his hand out towards Megan and shook hers. You and Jewels just look at each other: confused.

What the hell were Sherlock and Megan planning?