Girl of the Century (A Doctor Who Fanfiction)

Chapter 3; The Girl Forgotten

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The Doctor kept his promise. Every birthday after the day he returned, he was always waiting for me in the courtyard.***

Every year, Miss Evelyn would throw a birthday party in I and Annabeth's hall with about four other girls. Miss Evelyn would bake me my favorite cake, red velvet with white icing, and Annabeth would always bring me a present that was related to my story of the Doctor, whether it was a sewing of his bow tie, or a clay sculpture of a Cyberman. She never ended up believing me and my story about my friend, but she always wanted to make me happy.

So we would celebrate with cake and sometimes ice cream, and every night around eight, when all of the girls were getting ready for bed, I would sneak out of our dormitory and walk to the courtyard, where the Doctor was always waiting for me.

We would talk for hours about everything; my friend Annabeth, his friends Rory and Amy, and then one day he told me about his wife River. I talked of my studies, and he would ramble on about some planet he had discovered, or an alien he had seen. And every year, he brought me something from his travels, like a rock or a piece of a "spaceship", a word I was unfamiliar with. He even brought River with him one year as my present, because I was so fond of his stories about her. Needless to say she was an very kind woman, and soon became one of my favorite people to see. The Doctor even let slip one time that she was extremely fond of me as well.

Then one birthday, when I turned fifteen, he stopped coming.

I sat out there in the courtyard when it was raining just as it had when I first met him. I sat there and looked for him. I waited and waited and waited, counting the blades of grass on the lawn, the pebbles on the walk, even counting the stars in the sky, hoping one of them was him.

Eventually, I fell asleep out in the courtyard, and Miss Evelyn had to get me. I was soaked to the bone from the rain, and had gotten quiet a cold.

She brought me inside and luckily believed that I had sleepwalked, so she never found out I was waiting for the Doctor. I had concurred a nasty flu, and I thought he would show up to tell me he's sorry, or his time stream was mixed up, or at least confess that he had forgotten.

But he never came.

And I thought that was the end of my Doctor.

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All year, I worried about the Doctor. Although I tried to enjoy myself, I couldn't help feeling that something horrible had happened to him. He always talked of his dangerous space explorations and scary encounters with aliens. It never really occurred to me that something bad could happen. He seemed unfathomable. Nothing could hurt my Doctor.

I waited for him all year. I expected him to pop up when I was in bed, or in a class, or especially in the garden. But he didn't. And every day he failed to show, I grew more worried.

I had begun to accept that he had died when my next birthday rolled around. Even though I obviously wasn't family like River or Amy, I had realized that I was pretty important to him, so it was impossible that he had forgotten about me.

On my sixteenth birthday, I decided to try my luck and wait in the courtyard.

I was sitting there just as I had a year ago, counting the blades of grass and the pebbles on the pavement, doubtful that he would come. Yet, I knew I would never let myself forget it if he did end up showing and I was there to miss it.

"Hello Perdita." a woman's voice said from behind.

A smile spread across my face and I quickly stood up to see the voice I recognized. "River!"