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Johnlock Fiction: New School

My name is John Watson, today is the first day at my new high school in London. It is a posh school, mum has spent lots of money on getting me in all because I said I want to be a doctor. "You want to be a doctor so we have enrolled you in a really good high school so you can qualify for Oxbridge class universities."
"Oxbridge?"
"Oxford or Cambridge university."
I have to learn an instrument when I get there so of course after getting my uniform I need to go to the music shop. Mum keeps picking up flutes and clarinets and smiling at me. I have no musical talent but the school insists...
"Mother I need some more rosin for my bow! Mycroft keeps taking it and hiding it behind the fridge so it melts away!" A tall boy is shouting not far from me, he has dark hair unlike my dirty blond mess that always sticks upwards... he's walking towards me umm I don't think he's seen me I'm trapped against the violin accessory rack... "oof" nope he didn't see me "I apologise you're so short I didn't see you!"
"Hello... I'm John..."
"That's nice," he offers his hand to me and I shake it "looking for something for your violin? I have a vintage violin from Germany what about you?"
"Uh actually I'm looking for an instrument to learn for school"
"I, of course, recommend the violin as it helps me think... if you want one I recommend that one that costs £300, it comes with a brilliant bow... I only asked because your fingers look like you already play... My mistake... goodbye!" I look to where he pointed a violin in a glass case, second hand an looked like it should cost more.
"John how about an oboe?" It has a £250 price tag... maybe
"Can I get that?" I point to the violin the boy seemed to know what he was saying so... why not?
"The violin? They're hard to play, you'd need practice..."
"No matter what I get I'll need to practice mum."
"Well... if you're sure, do you know what you need for it?" Ignoring her I walk to the counter
"Hello sir I would like to buy the violin in the glass case please, the one that costs £300?"
"You were just talking to the previous owner of this, it just so happens do you know him?"
"No not really."
"I wouldn't try and be his friend he is a pompous boy, you can have the rosin as a deal and the bow comes with it also, so that will be £305 with those books" mum gives a big smile
"You've made a friend?"
"No" mum also bought me some books so I could start learning, I was given the violin in a case with S.H. embossed in gold on it I wonder what it stands for?

I walk in to reception and ask the lady there how to get to my class and she directs me to the class for talented children... what did mum do to swing this? As I enter everyone stops talking, I give a sheepish smile and begin to head towards the only space in the class... at the front, with the kid who recommended the violin "wait!" The teacher calls "are you John Watson?"
"Yes sir I'm John Watson"
"Okay, good as you can see you will be sitting directly in front of me and due to your height we won't need to move people about will we?" He chuckles, why is everyone obsessed with telling me I'm short? I sit myself down placing the violin case gently on the desk.
"Sir the new boy has stolen Holmes' violin I think he should be punished!" I guess the H stands for Holmes...
"Please return that violin to its owner Watson"
"Sir I don't understand I bought this this morning from the music shop round the corner"
"Sir it is true I USED to own that violin but if my fellow classmates were observant enough they would see I have a new one under my desk as well as the fact this boy walked in with it in his hand already!"
"Thank you Holmes now we must get back to administration," he looks down to his paper so we have Sherlock Holmes, and the only one we were missing was John Watson who sits next to him" he says as he marks it on a piece of paper with rectangles representing double desks in the spot I corresponded to. "Now for Music tutors and students how many are learning guitar?" Many hands went up, "you'll be joining Mr Way in 204, Wednesday 5th lesson and Friday 1st lesson which are your music lesson slots. Clarinet and flute? All the rest but me and Holmes' hands went up, you will join Miss Anderson in 312 at those times." He then looks at me and Holmes "you two are our violinists? Well John it is your lucky day!" I look at him puzzled does that mean we'll have a class to ourselves with a teacher? "Sherlock Holmes is our student teacher of violinists, usually no one wants to be taught by him but apparently you do!" He laughs nastily as I look into the face of the tall boy next to me, why did we have to begin on a Wednesday? "Well head to break the lot of you, good luck" he looks at me like he expects me to squirm. I'm not sure I'll like our tutor... I just sit in the corner of the food hall nibbling an apple when I feel a touch on my shoulder
"Hello Watson, welcome to our school, you should have mentioned you were coming here."
"Didn't feel the need... thanks for standing up for me about the violin by the way"
"Don't worry dumb people don't observe, like the fact I know you have never been to a school like this as you have a crisp uniform, obviously new, unworn and worn correctly, if you had been to places like this you'd have a more relaxed way of wearing it."
"Wow, yeah I'm new to higher education institutions like this"
"Well if you want to be a doctor it isn't a surprise"
"How? I never said..."
"On your timetable you have MEDICS and higher biology, simple conclusion... Doctor wannabe."
"You're awesome"
"I'm sorry? Are you not angry I 'spied' on you?"
"No, that was an awesome thing to do, to get to know me, if a little weird but I don't mind" I give him a genuine smile, he seems lonely and could be a good friend to have. "Ahem, you wouldn't know where 203 is would you I have maths there next"
"Same here just follow me, I'll stop you getting crushed" he smirks a me, great another one telling me I'm short... "sorry I guess you get quips about your height a lot... here let's go, breaks over"

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Johnlock Fiction: New School

My name is John Watson, today is the first day at my new high school in London. It is a posh school, mum has spent lots of money on getting me in all because I said I want to be a doctor. "You want to be a doctor so we have enrolled you in a really good high school so you can qualify for Oxbridge class universities."
"Oxbridge?"
"Oxford or Cambridge university."
I have to learn an instrument when I get there so of course after getting my uniform I need to go to the music shop. Mum keeps picking up flutes and clarinets and smiling at me. I have no musical talent but the school insists...
"Mother I need some more rosin for my bow! Mycroft keeps taking it and hiding it behind the fridge so it melts away!" A tall boy is shouting not far from me, he has dark hair unlike my dirty blond mess that always sticks upwards... he's walking towards me umm I don't think he's seen me I'm trapped against the violin accessory rack... "oof" nope he didn't see me "I apologise you're so short I didn't see you!"
"Hello... I'm John..."
"That's nice," he offers his hand to me and I shake it "looking for something for your violin? I have a vintage violin from Germany what about you?"
"Uh actually I'm looking for an instrument to learn for school"
"I, of course, recommend the violin as it helps me think... if you want one I recommend that one that costs £300, it comes with a brilliant bow... I only asked because your fingers look like you already play... My mistake... goodbye!" I look to where he pointed a violin in a glass case, second hand an looked like it should cost more.
"John how about an oboe?" It has a £250 price tag... maybe
"Can I get that?" I point to the violin the boy seemed to know what he was saying so... why not?
"The violin? They're hard to play, you'd need practice..."
"No matter what I get I'll need to practice mum."
"Well... if you're sure, do you know what you need for it?" Ignoring her I walk to the counter
"Hello sir I would like to buy the violin in the glass case please, the one that costs £300?"
"You were just talking to the previous owner of this, it just so happens do you know him?"
"No not really."
"I wouldn't try and be his friend he is a pompous boy, you can have the rosin as a deal and the bow comes with it also, so that will be £305 with those books" mum gives a big smile
"You've made a friend?"
"No" mum also bought me some books so I could start learning, I was given the violin in a case with S.H. embossed in gold on it I wonder what it stands for?

I walk in to reception and ask the lady there how to get to my class and she directs me to the class for talented children... what did mum do to swing this? As I enter everyone stops talking, I give a sheepish smile and begin to head towards the only space in the class... at the front, with the kid who recommended the violin "wait!" The teacher calls "are you John Watson?"
"Yes sir I'm John Watson"
"Okay, good as you can see you will be sitting directly in front of me and due to your height we won't need to move people about will we?" He chuckles, why is everyone obsessed with telling me I'm short? I sit myself down placing the violin case gently on the desk.
"Sir the new boy has stolen Holmes' violin I think he should be punished!" I guess the H stands for Holmes...
"Please return that violin to its owner Watson"
"Sir I don't understand I bought this this morning from the music shop round the corner"
"Sir it is true I USED to own that violin but if my fellow classmates were observant enough they would see I have a new one under my desk as well as the fact this boy walked in with it in his hand already!"
"Thank you Holmes now we must get back to administration," he looks down to his paper so we have Sherlock Holmes, and the only one we were missing was John Watson who sits next to him" he says as he marks it on a piece of paper with rectangles representing double desks in the spot I corresponded to. "Now for Music tutors and students how many are learning guitar?" Many hands went up, "you'll be joining Mr Way in 204, Wednesday 5th lesson and Friday 1st lesson which are your music lesson slots. Clarinet and flute? All the rest but me and Holmes' hands went up, you will join Miss Anderson in 312 at those times." He then looks at me and Holmes "you two are our violinists? Well John it is your lucky day!" I look at him puzzled does that mean we'll have a class to ourselves with a teacher? "Sherlock Holmes is our student teacher of violinists, usually no one wants to be taught by him but apparently you do!" He laughs nastily as I look into the face of the tall boy next to me, why did we have to begin on a Wednesday? "Well head to break the lot of you, good luck" he looks at me like he expects me to squirm. I'm not sure I'll like our tutor... I just sit in the corner of the food hall nibbling an apple when I feel a touch on my shoulder
"Hello Watson, welcome to our school, you should have mentioned you were coming here."
"Didn't feel the need... thanks for standing up for me about the violin by the way"
"Don't worry dumb people don't observe, like the fact I know you have never been to a school like this as you have a crisp uniform, obviously new, unworn and worn correctly, if you had been to places like this you'd have a more relaxed way of wearing it."
"Wow, yeah I'm new to higher education institutions like this"
"Well if you want to be a doctor it isn't a surprise"
"How? I never said..."
"On your timetable you have MEDICS and higher biology, simple conclusion... Doctor wannabe."
"You're awesome"
"I'm sorry? Are you not angry I 'spied' on you?"
"No, that was an awesome thing to do, to get to know me, if a little weird but I don't mind" I give him a genuine smile, he seems lonely and could be a good friend to have. "Ahem, you wouldn't know where 203 is would you I have maths there next"
"Same here just follow me, I'll stop you getting crushed" he smirks a me, great another one telling me I'm short... "sorry I guess you get quips about your height a lot... here let's go, breaks over"