Tardis High

I guess good things always end

Matt's P.O.V.

I lay on the top bunk of my bed. Staring at the ceiling.

Matt, ever since I first saw you I knew you were different from the other guys.

I thought about what Clara said. What Amy did. What her voice sounded like.

I closed me eyes.

I'm so confused. I thought she was with Rory. But her reaction.

And then there's Clara. I am a horrible person. I just left her there. Standing under the bleachers.

Maybe my life would be easier if I had just stayed with my parents in England. If I just stayed at the same school and stayed the way I was. Life was good then. Well at least it was better than this.

"Hey! Loser!" I heard a familiar voice calling from outside.

I groaned and slide off of the bed. I pushed the curtains of my window to the side and then opened the window.

I saw The Master in his stupid black hoodie. And his friends behind him.

"What do you want?" I asked. Clearly annoyed.

Davros gave The Master a carton of eggs. Ah great.

He opened it. And then took out an egg.

"Eat eggs Smith!" The Master said. He then threw an egg at my window.

It hit me right in the face.

"Ah gross." I said wiping it off.

They just laughed.

"Take that." Davros said to me.

Alright that's it. I took the glass of water that was on my dresser and then threw it at them. It would have hit them if they didn't move out of the way. I saw the glass shatter and bits of it gliding across the driveway.

"Come on guys let's get out of here." The Master said and then they ran away.

I closed the window. Then I sat on the floor and put my head into my hands. What just happened?

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David P.O.V.

I called Rose again. For the 15th time to be exact. It just went straight to voicemail.

I cried out in anger and threw my phone on my bed. Why won't she answer?

I put my hands over my face and closed my eyes.

Did I do something wrong? Am I a bad boyfriend? Did I hurt her? Is she ok? Am I ok?

Then I sat on my bed. I thought about that night in the gymnasium. The night she said that she wanted to be my girlfriend. And then I thought about our first kiss at Jack's party. Sure we were drunk but I felt like it mattered. I thought all that mattered to her.

"Dinner is ready!" I heard Margret say from downstairs.

I slowly stand up. Then I drag my feet downstairs.

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Matt's P.O.V.

I sat at the table. Thinking. I looked at David pushing his food around. I guess he had a bad week too.

When I first talked to you, and heard your beautiful accent, you didn't reject me like I thought you would.

"Matt? Why aren't you eating?" Margret asked me. Snapping me out of my trance.