High School Sweethearts - A Johnlock Fanfiction

Detention

Sherlock cleared his throat, his sapphire eyes staring down at his book in a bored manner. It was at a slow part and it wasn't highly fascinating. Glancing up he saw the teacher at the front of the room and was already passed out and drooling on test papers. Detention wasn't all bad when it was just you and a book, it gave him quiet time to actually read something he enjoyed. Well, it was quiet until he heard a small click and the door swung open. The door softly closed behind him, not waking the teacher. It was a blonde boy, shorter than him and an obvious rugby player. His eyes turned back down to his book, his eyes trailing the same line over and over, uninterested in what it had to offer. Sherlock watched the boy from the corner of his eye pull a chair out one seat away from him and sit down. The ravenette tried hard to focus on his book, though his eyes kept trailing over the same line. His focus also seemed to drift over to the boy who was tapping the desk absentmindedly.

The tapping of the pen on the desk got to him and he eventually looked at the blonde and went to hiss out his words, but then..that hair..those eyes. Sherlock knew that nose, that face, but from where?

John's blue eyes flashed over to him, quirking a brow, his forehead crinkling as he did so. John knew those eyes, those curls, those cheekbones. William Holmes, but he goes by Sherlock, for unknown reasons. He was in his chemistry class. Perfect 5.0 GPA, of course, he was the top of their class, top of the school in fact.

Sherlock searched his Mind Palace. John, that was his name, but last name? Watson, that's right. John Watson. But, how did he know him. He looked at him, eyes narrowing slightly as he thought.

"You alright, mate?" John asked in a whisper, looking at him concerned, Sherlock was always on point.

Sherlock cleared his throat, "yeah, I'm fine. How do I kn-" his eyes went wide "oh!"

John looked around the room then back at Sherlock confused, "do I need to get you to the nurse or something?"

Sherlock shook his head, "John Watson, you're in my Chemistry class, correct?"

John flashed and charming smile and nodded, "Sherlock Holmes, yeah?"

Sherlock nodded and watched him closely, causing John to squirm slightly in discomfort under the boys eyes.