See right through me - Teenlock - Part 6

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A/N. Hi guys! Soooo, I got me a boyfriend who is equally as  obsessed with Sherlock, Doctor who and The Hobbit as me. (He's also a Trekky and a B.B.T Fan! ;D) ~ C

Chapter 8

See right through me - Teenlock

Part 6

I spent several days that week with out Sherlock. Mycroft must have had a conversation with him too. Every time I saw him he ignored my presence. He looked at me as if I wasn't there. As if he could just, see right through me...

Fortunatly we didnt have another English lesson untill last thing on Friday. I was dreading having to face Sherlock, the silence would be unbearable. Eventually one of us would have to talk though, and maybe then I could find out what was going on.

English. Oh God I was worried. I sat in my given seat and waited. Sherlock never turned up.

"Excuse me Miss."

"Yes uh.."

"John."

"Yes John?"

"My partner isn't here."

"For now, I shall pair you with James then."

James was a strange kid. Skinny with black hair, gelled back flat aginst his head. He was Irish from what I could tell. He was also always smiling. It was kind of disturbing.

He slid into the chair next to me like a snake. He slender fingers gripping the end of the table.

"Hello there Johnny Boy!" He hummed.

"Hello James." I sighed.

"Oh, please sweetie, called me Jim."

Uh yeah, we were also pretty sure he was gay, since he called pretty much every one sweetie and he like to get all friendly with the guys.

"Ok, hello Jim." I rolled my eyes.

"Your lucky, you know that right?" He purred.

"What do you mean?"

"That Sherlock, hes a pretty good looking guy. You seem to get him all to yourself." He pouted almost comically. I frowned at him.

"Share him would you?" I raised an eye brow.

"Fine, I'll make you a deal then. You share him, and I won't kill you." He grinned that sadistic grin of his and I felt my self back away.

"Oh don't worry, I won't let you suffer." He cackled.

I turned away and began to work in my book. Filling in the empty spaces in the work sheets and prepearing the design of our artical.

As you may have guesses, the rest of the lesson we spent in silence. Never did I ever want to talk to that creep again. EVER!

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