Chapter One

The sky was nice and the sun was up without any clouds in the sky as well. The hills were very grassy and the water was really clean. Everything was going great till a young man was skipping some stones in the river. This young man was about five feet, nice clothes, very good looking, and well he just had a look of a rich boy. His name was Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock wasn't just some rich boy his family is the richest people in his town, but that is how a teen would put it or a kid. Sherlock has an older brother named Mycroft Holmes, they don't really get along since their father had passed away in a really bad car accident last year. Sherlock didn't talk that much since his father's death, the only way he would talk is by showing off how smart he was. He's always getting into fights after his father death, mostly because the students at his school pick on him about his smartness and him being father less, and really everything about him they pick on him about.

Sherlock is sixteen turn seventeen in a few weeks and his brother Mycroft is nineteen turning twenty in two months. They're mother has been trying her best to keep them happy and making sure they are safe, but it is hard for her when both of the boys are always fighting about something. Sherlock had gone to the river after him and his bother got into another fight, he wanted to be left alone but something was going to change in his life.

There was a new family moving into this lovely town, they were living at Sherlock's place because they were a friend of his mom. Sherlock had just left to the river when they arrived. They family had three boys and one girl plus two adults, Mycroft help care in the stuff but after that they left again. This time Mycroft went with them to show them the town, Sherlock headed back home when he heard his mother screaming. He ran the rest the way as fast as he could to his mother, when he got to her he looked at her then to the floor and his pet mouse got out again.

"Sherlock get that thing back up to your room now! And please get cleaned up before the Hoopers come back!" his mother yelled as he grabbed his mouse and head up stairs to his room. Sherlock put his mouse chase back in his cage next to his father's picture. He had named his mouse after his father. Sherlock then got all cleaned up and when he was done, he worked on his school homework. He fell asleep while doing his homework, his mother came into his room an hour later to bring him down for dinner.

"He will be down soon, I found him sleeping while he was work on his homework." Mrs. Holmes said laughing as she came to the dinner room table. "Well I miss those days with my boys. Now they are on to collage but they are off for the holidays." Mrs. Hooper said looking at the boys. Sherlock came into the room and the first person from the Hooper family that looked at him was their only daughter. She was around the same age as Sherlock, "Oh and look there he is Sherlock Holmes the youngest. Isn't just the cutest thing?" his mother said as she gave him a hug. He then took a seat next to the youngest daughter, "Well my we all eat now." his mother said again.

After they all were done eating they all sat in the living room telling story while Sherlock was in his room playing his violin. The youngest daughter fallowed the loving music and she was stood in front of Sherlock's door. "I know you are standing there." Sherlock said as he stopped playing his violin. "That was really nice what you played. I'm Molly." Molly said as she stepped into his room. "Well Molly thank you very much. And I am as you know from my mother Sherlock." Sherlock said bowing making Molly giggle. Molly then saw his mouse and walk over to it, "You have a pet mouse that is amazing." Molly said looking at the mouse then all of Sherlock's science ribbons and pictures. "Yes I got to keep him after a science project was down at my school. It took forever to get my mom to let me keep it." Sherlock said as he put his violin away.

Molly picked up the picture of Sherlock and his father, "Was that your father?" Molly asked. "Yep, that's him that was a year before he died. He had taken me out to the river for my birthday and we studied bugs all day." Sherlock said giggling. He was standing behind Molly, Molly looked up to him and then put the picture back. "You kind of look like him." She said turning around to face him. Sherlock giggled at what she said and smiled. "Well Molly did my brother show you to your room at all?" Sherlock asked as he led her out of his room. Molly told him no, so Sherlock showed her to her room.

The rest of the night everyone was asleep but Sherlock every time he would close his eyes he would see the car accident over again. Sherlock was there when his father was hit by a drunk driver, just Molly making him think about memories about his father brought flash backs. The next day Sherlock had left the house with no one knowing as always and went into town to the town park. When Sherlock was there for a couple of minutes he was punched in the face by a guy from his school. A few minutes later a police officer broke up the fight and grabbed Sherlock and took him home.

Sherlock's mother answered the door, "Mrs. Holmes you son has gotten into another fight. That has been five fights with the mayor's son again." The officer said as he pushed Sherlock into the room. Sherlock walked into the kitchen without looking at the Hooper family that were sitting in the living room looking at him. After one of the cooks cleaned Sherlock's face up he went into the living room to find his mother crying.

The Hooper family looked at him and he looked at his mother, "Sherlock why do you have to get into to fights with Jim? Why?" She looked at him and stood up. Sherlock went to say something but his mother smacked him across the face. She gasped and looked at her hand then to Sherlock. He had a hand on the side she had slapped, then he looked at his mother then to everyone that was in the living room and stopped at Molly. "Sherlock... I am sorry... Oh please..." His mother said trying to say her sorry but Sherlock then ran out of the house as he left the house he bumped into Mycroft.

Sherlock ran to the river he was at when he and his father had their picture taken two years ago. Once again he was skipping rocks, he throw one of the rocks he had and hit Molly in the arm. She screamed and grabbed her arm, and sat in the grass. "Oh! Gosh Molly I am so sorry. Are you ok?" Sherlock said running throw the river over to Molly and sat down next to her. Sherlock grabbed Molly's arm and pushed the sleeve up. "Sherlock I am fine really. It didn't hurt, you just scared me that's all." Molly said watching Sherlock look at her arm. She smile at him, Sherlock looked up at her and he started to giggle. Sherlock stood up and helped Molly up, they sat by the river for a good hour telling stories about their lives. Then it started to rain, "Molly I think we should be heading home? What you think?" Sherlock said standing up. "Sherlock have you ever danced in rain before?" Molly asked standing up and taking Sherlock's hands. "Well I have played in the rain does that count.' Sherlock pulled his hands away and splashed some water from the river at Molly making her giggle. "Sherlock you are going to pay for that!" She said. Sherlock started to run back to the house and Molly ran after him. Sherlock and Molly came into the house and entered the living room. Everyone looked at them like they had gotten into trouble or something, "Sherlock! And Molly! You guys are wet." Sherlock's Mother said. "Well Mom it is raining outside." Sherlock said and Molly giggled and so did everyone else. Mycroft got them some towels to get them dried well Sherlock just got changed, but Molly only had a clean pair of pants so Sherlock gave her one of his t-shirts. Sherlock sat in front of her door waiting for her to come out, and when she did he started to giggle at her. "Sherlock shut up." Molly said giving him a little punch in the arm. Sherlock grabbed the hand she punched him with then looked at the bruise that was on her arm from the rock. "Sherlock it will be fine." Molly said pulling her arm away. "I just don't won't your parents to know about it." Sherlock said as they were walking down the stairs. "They won't find out." Molly said as one of her brother's walk past the stairway. "Who won't find out about what?" Her brother Mike said. "Nothing Mike and how have you and your girlfriend been doing with a long descent relationship?" Molly asked picking on him.

Sherlock and Molly walked into the dinner room getting ready for dinner. When the sat down Molly's other two brothers were throwing breadsticks at each other. "James and Chris you guys are so showing that you are Collage students." Molly said to her brothers and Chris throw a breadstick at her but is missed and hit Sherlock. Molly started to giggle, Sherlock grabbed the breadstick that hit him and throw it at Molly. Everyone stopped laughing when everyone else came in, "Sherlock Mrs. And Mr. Hooper have been asking about the school we have you going to. They have signed Molly up for it but they aren't sure if it is a good school." Sherlock's Mother said. "Well I think it is a great school. The kids there can be a pain but the schooling is good." Sherlock said. The dinner was good for everyone they sat there for a little then everyone went to bed. Sherlock was up again he just couldn't get any sleep, he went into the kitchen to find the pills his doctor gave his mother for him to take ever since his father's death. Sherlock took some of it and headed back to bed.

The next morning Sherlock and Mycroft and Molly went to school. Mycroft didn't even stay with them as soon as they got to the school, but Molly stuck with Sherlock. Sherlock showed her around the school then found out they had every class together. Sherlock and Molly were just sitting outside when one of Sherlock's friends sat by them. "Greg this is Molly, Molly this is Greg." Sherlock said pointing to them both. "Well nice to meet you Molly. And Sherlock my dad told me you got into another fight with Jim again." Greg said biting into an apple.