Daleks Of Olympus

Chapter 1 - Kira

So, one day I was in science class. It's on the fourth floor of my school, Mapleton Prep. It's a boarding school, but is really nice. I met my best friend, Alix here. She has straight black hair and dark chocolatey brown eyes. Alix is super smart though. I've had to have her help me in almost every class! Mapleton has super-tough classes. I'm taking English, Spanish, science, history, I'm in choir, and I do gymnastics. That may seem like a lot, but don't get me started on Alix's crazy schedule.

 Anyways, there I was, sitting in the science. It was one of the two only classes I had with Alix. Mr. Shimmay, the teacher, was lecturing us on the difference between high and low. Hello? We're in seventh grade! If you hadn't figured out, science was not one of the classes Alix has had to tutor me in!

 "Mhmm. Yes. Tall is sky-high! And short is soooo low! Everybody repeat after me. Tall is sky-high!"

 "Tall is sky-high," we all repeated in monotone. My seat is right next to the window, and my class is pretty large, so no one noticed when a bit of string lowered by the window, with a card attached. I, being the the very adventurous person that I am, reached out my arm and grabbed hold of it. The string dropped, and I yanked the card back inside just before the bell rang. I shoved it in my backpack, hoping to go over it with Alix later.

 After the worlds longest gymnastics session, (I could not concentrate!), I raced back to my dorm, located in Ballinger hall, and plopped down on my bed. The first day Alix and I had met, we'd bonded over Doctor Who and interior design.

 After flopping on my bed, I took my phone out of my backpack and texted Alix.

 Kira Watson: Hey, A. Just got back. Something imptnt 2 show u. On ur way?

 Alix Butler: Yeah, but I have to talk to mr. bombay abthist ppr.

 Kira Watson: Ugh cant believe theyre giving us hmwrk so soon! esp pprs!

 Alix Butler: Ikr! BRT :)

 While I waited for Alix, I emptied the ridiculous amount of homework onto my desk (neatly, of course), and plucked out the envelope. I was just checking over my outfit for tomorrow- an oversize super comfy sweater, white with polka dots, gray leggings, and suede ankle boots- when Alix walked in, holding two cups.

 "Chai tea,"she explained, setting one down on my desk.

 "Thanks!" I said, sipping it.

 "Sooo, what's the mystery letter? Did you read it?" Alix asked, sitting cross-legged on her bed.

 "No, I wanted you here, too."

 "Okaaayy. So now you can open it!" Alix grinned at me. I grabbed the letter from my nightstand, and ripped it open. In a messy script, the message read:

                                                   Come outside ballinger @ 10.

                                                        Dr doesnt like waiting.

                                                                James & Dr.