Roller Coaster

Prologue

"Dammit!" I hear my step father scream after he dropped our neighbor's box on his foot.

"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!" I ran around screaming, but stopped as soon as my mother frowned at me.

"Jeffrey, you can't go around saying those words in front of our six years old daughter," my mother exclaimed.

"Sorry, honey," he said as he picked up the box and kissed her forehead. He went inside the house to set the box down. We're, mostly my step dad, helping our new neighbors that just moved in. We're helping them get the moving boxes in. We like to be a happy, nice family after what's happened.

I ran back across the street to our house to get a drink for my step dad. I got a water bottle because it's on the low shelf and the only thing I could reach.

Once I got to our front door I notice a new little boy who looked about my age.

Looking both ways, something I learned from my mother, I ran across the street to give the water to my father.

"Here you go Jeffwrey," I said, as I stood on my tiptoes to reach him.

"Thank you sweetheart," he said while ruffling my hair.

I giggled and tried to flatten my hair. I looked at him and asked, "Do our new neighbors have a boy?"

He looked down at me, smiling, and said, "Why don't you go investigate, Sherlock."

He knows that I love to watch Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Who! I also want to be a investigator since I'm not a time lord. However, I'm pretty sure I was evacuated from Gallifrey to come to Earth since everyone was dying, like superman. I just don't know how to work my skills; so, for now, I'm just going to be investing.

I smiled at my stepdad and headed to the house. I went into the kitchen and saw my mom with her big round belly. My mother, Janine Maybelle (step dad's last name), is pregnant! I'm going to be a big sister; I'm going to have a baby brother. Although, I'm still confused on how August, my brother, is getting out of her stomach. Mama told me that she has to hold August in her stomach so he can eat what she eats, and the doctors use special tools that help him come out.

I think doctors must have gone to Hogwarts and practiced spells to help get the baby out.

Maybe I should go to Hogwarts to become a Witch!

"Mama! Mama!" I yell as I run to her. "Mama, do you know where I can find a magnetic glass?"

She smiles at me, "I don't know, ask Mr. Bradshaw if he has a magnifying glass."

"Thank you, Mama," I say as I turn around to find Mr. Bradshaw.

I ran into a room with a desk and lots of bookshelves, "Mr. Bradshaw! Mr. Bradshaw! Do you have a magnetifying glass?"

He looks at me, confused, "Do you mean a magnifying glass?" I bobble my head saying yes.

"I think I packed a magnifying glass in one of these boxes," he says with his head buried in a box. I started to laugh as he started to toss some stuff out of the box. He tossed a book in my direction, almost hitting me. I giggled as I ducked my head away.

Mr. Bradshaw is quite tall, so it's funny seeing him struggle to look through the boxes. He starts to look through a box about my height.

"Aha! Found it!"

He pulls out a magnifying glass and hands it to me while asking, "And may I ask why you need a magnifying glass?"

I take the magnifying glass and hold it up to my eye, "I am investigating, like Sherlock Holmes!"