Crossing of my ways season 1 (Doctor Who fanfiction) #Wattys2016

Episode 1: Meeting the Doctor

Hello, whovians! It's my first book here on Wattpad, so I hope you will enjoy reading it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who or any other universes that might co-exist in this story's canon.

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I sighted as I woke up in the morning. I've been blogging and tweeting and writing posts on Facebook pages until 4 a.m when I became too tired to do any good post. I haven't even started to think properly when my sister rushed into my room.

"Alya, wake up!" she shouted in my ear.

"Emily, have you ever met something called knocking before?" I mumbled while I tried to get out of my bed.

She nodded before saying: "Sure thing, sis. Mom said that I have to tell you that you're getting a new professor today."

"Really?" I said, overdosing my voice with sarcasm that should fit in one day, "I had no idea."

She caught the sarcastic comment and ran out of the room. While I'm getting dressed into school uniform, I'll introduce myself and my family because it's a story about me, so you should know some facts before starting.

You already know my sister's and my first names. Our full names are Alya Karen Julianne Collins and Emily Aishling Collins. She's 8 and I'm 15. My father has been a leader of a high tech company since last year and I'm still trying to figure out how that happened. He said it was something about corruption and then we never talked about it again. My mother works in a small grocery shop, which I think is not something to be ashamed of because she and father still get enough money for paying everything for me and my sister. Which is a lot because both of us are fangirls and both of us are in need of all the fandom merchandise we can get. And let's be honest, even though she's so young and in only two fandoms and doesn't get it well yet, it's quite hard if she fangirls over boybands and singers.

I guess that's all you need to know at the moment.

When I got dressed, I ran downstairs and into the kitchen where I saw mom giving Emily a plate of waffles.

"Smells good," I commented.

I loved waffles. They were the best with all sorts of jams and I liked to think that there should be a fan base or something for waffle lovers. But you see, that was probably just a headcanon.

"How long were you on the internet?" Emily asked, "I was writing my 1D fanfiction update on Wattpad until midnight."

I once read her fanfiction. It is all 'carroty' as Directioners would call it, but it has a lot reads for a story like this. Probably because she's 8. I only read it because we share a Wattpad account. I was looking forward to the day she was going to be old enough to make her own.

I sighted. She always talked about One Direction and Justin Bieber even when she should do her school work. I don't approve of it, I like to think because I'm older and more mature. I answered, slowly thinking over my words: "Longer than you."

I smiled as I remembered the weird dreams I had. I was sleeping for only four hours but my mind made a great job dreaming about kissing with one and only Benedict Cumberbatch in the TARDIS.

It was very weird, because then he kissed 11th Doctor passionately.

Maybe it was because I read way too many fanfictions.

I think I just came up with a fanfiction.

I ate two waffles with strawberry jam, before standing up. My mom was upstairs getting ready for work, while my little sister was checking her homework for the last time - the only good habit we both had.