Hi everyone. I'm Lauren and this is my first every fanfiction.
I've made my chapters quite short, but I'm going to try and update every day, if not more often- I don't have much to do over the summer.
I would REALLY appreciate if it if you could review it to tell me how I can improve it, or just to let me know if you liked it or not.

Here is my first chapter, hope you like it! :)


Molly Hooper wasn't exactly a social butterfly.
The pretty girl with the dark brown hair and blue eyes took her usual seat in the middle of the classroom- close enough to the front to be noticed by the teacher, but close enough to the back to be involved in all the usual gossip. Her and her redhead friend (named Kate; she was in Molly's English Literature class) were- as usual- in the centre of attention. Molly watched her from her seat in the far right corner of the classroom, wishing she had that kind of charm and confidence.

She was practically invisible to most of her classmates- she chose to be that way. Partly because she thought she wasn't anything like them, partly because she wanted to focus on her studies and avoid that type of crowd.

Having only just turned fifteen, she was one of the youngest in her year. It was her seventeenth day at her new school, and she was trying to keep a low profile. But she couldn't help but envy the girl in the middle of the room.

The teacher managed to get the class's attention and took the register, before beginning to speak.

The lesson was quite boring. Planets and stars had never really interested Molly, so instead of taking notes, she half-listened, half-daydreamed. A tall, slim boy sitting at the other side of the room caught her attention. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he was, with his pale blue eyes, dark, curly hair and cheekbones.

He didn't seem to smile much. He was serious, like Molly, and was obviously intelligent, judging by the way he was one of the few people who raised his hand to answer questions. But he never smiled, or looked the least bit interested. He didn't even seem to be listening half the time; he spent most of the lesson looking around the room and at his classmates.

Molly didn't mean to stare, but there was something about the boy that intrigued her.

Before she knew it, the lesson was over. She gathered up her books and headed out of the classroom. She saw the boy walking away. Without even thinking, she deliberately walked straight into him and pretended to drop her books.

She bent down to pick them up, shocked at what she had done- it was extremely unlike her.

The boy stood and watched her for a while, before realising he was supposed to help her up; that was what people normally did when they knocked someone over- even if it wasn't his fault. He handed her all her books and pretended to apologise, even though he knew it wasn't his fault, and Molly was aware of this.

"Sorry." he said quietly.

Embarrassed, Molly smiled awkwardly.

"No, it's my fault." she said, "But thank you for..."

Her voice trailed off as she tried to stop herself from blushing.

"I'm Molly. Molly Hooper." She said, and held out her hand.

"Sherlock Holmes." the boy said quietly.

From up close, she could see that he had green flecks in his eyes. But before she could embarrass herself even more, she quickly walked away. She didn't notice Kate and the brown haired girl watching them.

Sherlock. Sherlock. Sherlock. She repeated his name over and over in her mind as she tried to get to sleep that night. Was this what love at first sight felt like?

Of course it isn't, she told herself, I'm just over reacting. After all, she barely knew him. And Molly Hooper doesn't just fall in love, she told herself. But that didn't stop her from dreaming about those pale blue eyes...

Thank you for reading. :) I'll update as soon as possible.