Monsters [Doctor Who]

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y ~ T H R E E

Chapter 23:
Augusta's POV

A few weeks have gone by, the Doctor said I was doing better, mentally-wise. He said my mental boundaries were about twenty percent fixed, so there was still a lot to go. He also said that I've been doing a bit better physically as well. He seemed very... Happy for me, I guess, so I kept letting him think that. I smile for him and Rose, I laugh for him and Rose, I make him and Rose think that I'm doing just fine.

When I am alone and by myself, I feel truly like myself. When I am alone, I can't bring myself to smile. When I am alone, I can't force myself to laugh. At night, I can't sleep -- I don't sleep -- because the Director plagues my dreams. Besides, why sleep when I'm just going to have nightmares, anyway.

This lack of sleep causes me to develop dark circles that encase my eyes, and my movements to be more sluggish. It makes it a bit harder to keep my eyes open, especially when the Doctor is trying to talk to me, but closing my eyes and seeing the Director sneering at me gives me more motivation to not sleep.

"Auggie!" The Doctor shouted, gaining my attention again. I snapped my eyes open, looking at him, rather dazed. He looked concerned, did I do something? "Are you okay? Are you getting enough sleep?"

"Hmm? Yeah, I-I'm fine," I mumbled, rubbing my face. "Sorry, what did you say?"

"I asked if you were okay with going to school? Rose just got a call from Mickey saying something weird been going on, and wanted us to check it out. If you're not feeling up to it--"

"No, no! I'm good!" I insisted, but the Doctor didn't seem to convinced. "Really! Please, can I go? I've never been to a school before! What's it like? Do I need to talk to people?"

The Doctor smiled, "If you're so eager to go, then I don't see why I should keep you in the TARDIS then."

"So I can go?!"

"... Yes. But, you have to be careful, I don't know if they'll let you wear gloves, maybe I can ask if--" I didn't get to hear the rest, because I was already running down the hall to Rose's room to tell her the exciting news.

I can't wait to go to school!
>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<
I stood in front of a class of teenagers nervously. There were about twenty-five to thirty of them, sitting in front of black tables that went about six rows back. "This is Augusta Smith, she will be joining our class for the rest of the class," the older woman said, introducing me to the the class. "Augusta, you can sit next to Isobel; Isobel, can you raise your hand?"

A manicured hand went into the air in one of the inner rows, showing a very pretty red headed girl with forest green eyes, wearing a black uniform, just like everyone else. She looked at me, her eyes filled with curiosity, interest, and even a bit of kindness.

I slowly walked over, sliding into the seat beside her. Isobel smiled at me and I looked away, my cheeks suddenly warming up, and I resisted the urge to pull on them.

As the class went on, Isobel helped me one some of the things I didn't understand, but since this was math, and I was rather good at doing math, I was able to do most of it by myself.

Soon, the class ended, and we were to go to the next class, science. Isobel decided to talk to me around then too, "So, its Augusta, right?" She said as we walked down the hall. The next class wasn't too far, according to Isobel, and we'd be able get there soon, and have a few minutes before it actually started.

"Yeah," I nodded shyly, not having much experience with talking to other kids my age.

"I like that, it's cute," she complimented, making my cheeks grow warm again. "What school did you go to before you came here? Are you from America?"