The Doctor

2 Meeting the doctor

 

I was moving into my New mansion. I grabbed a box of box and carried them out to my car. Setting them on top of other boxes. I turned around, sighing. Something wasn't right. Something was missing. I looked down at my hand.

My blue ring was gone. I had found that ring in the sand in Hawaii. I patted down my pockets, it wasn't in there. I slide my fingers through my curls. Were was it? I was freaking out. I checked my chain that was around my neck and sighed pulling it off and looking at my ring.

It was a vintage band with a picture instead of a jewel, it was a picture of a police call box. I sighed, slipping it off the chain and onto my finger. I breathed . “Thank God”

I walked into the empty house, making sure I had gotten all of the boxes.

I walked upstairs to my bedroom, checking it. There was something wrong.

I fell to the ground, trying to breath. I couldn't breath.

I closed my eyes and saw a police call box. I opened my eyes and gasped. There was someone in here with me. I turned around, clutching my chest.

There was a woman dressed in black. “The Doctor is coming” she said and then she vanished. I gasped, falling back onto the ground trying to breath.

I groaned, trying to sit up but couldn't.

I heard a strange noise outside. A strange Vromp, Vromp noise. All of the pain disappeared. I stood up, looking out my window and gasped. I looked down at my ring, the police call box was no longer a picture, it was sitting in my back yard.

I ran downstairs, and out the backdoor. I touched the big blue box and it felt familiar. I reached for the door and pulled, it was locked.

I frowned, and reached into my back pocket and pulled out a key. I shrugged and shoved the key into the lock and twisted, hearing it unlock.

I shoved the key into my pocket and was about to open it when someone else opened it.

The door hit me, causing me to fall to the ground, I rubbed my nose as the person stepped out.

He was tall, brown eyed and brown haired. He was dressed in a brown overcoat and a brown suit, wearing a pair of red converse sneakers. He looked down at me. “Sorry.” he said, holding a hand out.

I pushed his hand out of the way. “Who are you?” I asked, pulling my curls into a messy half bun.

“Never mind that. Were am I?” he asked in an Scottish accent“On planet Earth. Who are you?” I asked in my British accent.

“Who are you?” he asked. Pulling out a weird looking screwdriver. He pressed a button and it started making noises. He raised it up and down my body.

He looked at me with wide eyes. “Who are you?” he asked.

I looked at him. “I'm Alexandria, Who the hell re you?” I asked, again.