Whoosh and off it when!

"DAN, THE ROCKET IS HEADED STREAT FOR THE APARTMENT BUILDING!" Amy shouted.

I started to run to try to stop it, but I was too late. BOOM the building went up in flames. About a minute later, the starlings and the holts came running toward us.

"Are you guys ok?" asked Reagan.

"We are ok, but how did you know about the apartment?" questioned Amy.

"It is all over the news!" exclaimed Sinead.

"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE,DWEEB! YOU'RE GOING TO GET US ARESTED!" screamed Amy.

"Now Amy it isn't totally his fault, after all, you were the one who gave him the rockets" responded Sinead.

"Your right Sinead, as usual, I guess it is partly my falt" Amy replied.

Very soon the fire truck came and the ambulance. Luckuly no one was hurt that bad.

Once the fire fighters put out the fire and left a police car drove up.

"Does this rocket belong to any of you?"

"Me sir" I stated.

"Did she help you?"

"Yes sir she did."

"Than you two better come with me."