I sat down in the office chairs, we were going over this "suicide". Only I had a gut feeling it was a murder. A serial killer? Probably. I mean when you look at it, though normally I prevent people from dying. Mavis was out on a mission, I hope she was staying safe. I pull my h/l h/c hair out of my face and raise my head. Someone spoke to me.
"We already put up with one freak, now this one who can't even listen," a dark haired girl, I think her name is Sally said.
I roll my eyes and reply, "I wouldn't say freak, I prefer creative sociopath." I continue, "and anyway, this wasn't a suicide, this man was a father with 3 kids. One was a new born, he just got promoted and he was happy!"
Everyone disagrees and I roll my eyes.
Finally Sally speaks, "you're pretty useless just leave."
Ugh.....it's not her opinion it's that that was my childhood in a sentence. I normally don't get hurt though. I get up and walk out of the room, so let's think of the case. The man was, 42 cause of death: he was shot in the chest. He was wearing a suit and tie, it was right before his promotion dinner. I see a man walk up to me, he used to be in the military. His name is....John, he has a flat mate. Ok if he talks to you don't tell him all you know.
"Hello, are you the new transfer," John asks?
I smile and nod.
"You're supposed to be in their," John says while pointing at the door of the room I got kicked out of.
"I know I got kicked out for being a freak," I say.
By this time a tall curly man walks up to me, Sherlock.
"Hi," he says.
I respond, "hey." Then I notice that he is holding case files. "Crazy, that someone killed, Him. I believe his name was, Albert Grayson, the obvious suspect would be his son since he was mad that he was cut out of the will. I'm not sure though, it seems like he genuinely loved his father smart money is on the pool boy. He seems like a killer, he doesn't know how to change a filter I asked him and he just seemed confused! The real question is motive, probably an affair with the wife considering that their marriage didn't seem happy maybe it was a plot." I ramble and ramble very excited. Then look over at Sherlock and John their giving me the look the look is how people look at me when they think I'm crazy. Great. I sigh.
"How did you know all that," John asks?
I just shrug.
"I just do," I say.
"So your observant," Sherlock adds.
Well, I'm not going to lie, so I just nod.
"No theirs more to it, information you with old for a reason, I'm sure I could ask anyone and they'd know," Sherlock says.
I look scared for a minute, I don't want him to know. I'm guessing it's the reaction he needed for his theory to be confirmed.
"I sometimes, know about people I haven't met and pick up details of the near future," I say flinching at my words.
They look at each other and scoff. They don't believe me, I love it when this happens. I turn and point at a short boy in the corner. I walk up to him and start, "hi I've never spoken to you, right?" He nods. "Well, your George, you wanted to be a lawyer your biggest fear is the ocean. Stop me if I'm wrong, you also wanted to marry someone named... Heather but she broke it off. I'm sorry, and don't worry you'll find someone soon! Send my best to Macey!I finish smiling brightly.
I turn to a blonde woman and ask her if she's Macey. She says yes. I "accidentally" trip get and George catches her.
John is confused, and Sherlock looks impressed.
"Join, us on our case," Sherlock says!
I agree.
A/n sorry it sucks I promise if gets better !!
