The warm summer air called out to Jordan as she opened her apartment window, she breathed in a breath of fresh air and fell back on her cheap,old,ratty mattress.
"One more week." She mumbled as she rolled over trying to find one comfortable position.
She soon fell asleep dreaming of being free and flying through the clouds passing the birds and landing on an empty beach surrounded by full fruit trees,laying on a hammock soaking up the warmth of the sun, Queen music slowly started drifting into her dream getting louder and louder until she sat up in her bed shutting off her iPod and rubbing her eyes. She yawned and trudged over to her dinky shower and got ready for her job not forgetting her small piece of paradise that lived in her head.
After a long grueling day of work Jordan locked up the bookstore she ran and began the lonely walk back to her apartment.
"That's strange." She thought when she saw a blue police box from the sixties. "Maybe it's going to a museum." She approached it and walked over to the door knocking three times. The door slowly opened and Jordan cautiously stepped in and shut the door behind her. When she turned around she stopped.
"its bigger on the inside..." she mumbled to herself walking over the console stroking it taking in every aspect of the beautiful machine, she stared mezmarised at the glowing lights until she heard voices outside, panicked she noticed the stairs and took her chance, turning random places trying to lose the sound of the voice. She ran until she saw a door with her name written on it. Closing her eyes she ran inside silently shutting the door behind her praying there wouldn't be a serial killer standing behind her, taking a deep breath in she turned around and smiled, there before her was her paradise, the white sand, her lone hammock, fruit trees, a glittering blue ocean, a small hut filled with any type of clothing she could think of, and a bookshelf filled with her old favorites and new ones to discover notebooks to write freely. Before she could help herself tears beagan to flow freely down her face.
'Man up Jordan, its only ever thing you've ever dreamed of." she said laughing discovering every detail the room had to offer until she finaly settled down in the hammock reading Steven King time passed.
"I'm just saying Clara, if we ended up in Hong Kong obviously I ment for that to happen."
A strange boyish voice called.
"You promised Paris, Doctor!!!" A younger girl voice yelled back.
Jordan sat up in the hammock throwing it off balance sending her into the water with a splash.
"Clara? Did you hear that?"The Doctor said calmly.
Jordan waited for her door to be opened and for her to be sent out of paradise but no one burst in. She stood up and walked over to her hut grabbed a towel and dried off,promising herself tobe more careful treasuring every second of her dream come true
