I've always been an observer. Taking in every detail of wherever I am. I guess that's why I found it odd when a big blue box in the middle of the park that no one seemed to notice. That fact made me assume it wasn't special so I pushed it to the back of my mind. That was until I saw the same exact box in a picture in my history book. I started to look for it everywhere I never saw it again; till now.
I heard a strange loud noise I looked out the window and to my surprise, I see the box that amazing blue box that's never in the same place twice. This is the only time I've remotely seen it belong to someone and that's only because I saw three people get out of it, a tall man in a tweed suit with a bow tie and boots, he had dark brown floppy hair, next a shorter man in a t-shirt and jeans with cropped blonde hair exited the box, the last person was a girl with ginger hair wearing a large red sweater, shorts with pantyhose, and blue converses. I watched them walk away from the box. once they were out of sight I threw my red curls into a high ponytail and my old black chucks, walking out the door wearing tight black shorts and an army green tank.
I could feel the hot August concrete through the worn soles of my shoes. The box was way bigger than it looked from a distance. I try the door, locked. I pull open the phone on the 'police box', that google says is from 1960's Britain, it works no dial tone, nothing. I walk around the box and finally come to the conclusion that there is no way in hell that three people could fit in there comfortably without being very comfortable with each other first.
*point of view change*
walking back to the TARDIS with little Amelia and Rory I see a girl, with curls that look like she's on fire, looking at my Tardis. she stands on the toes of her worn converses trying to look into the windows of the Tardis. "what's that girl doing at the Tardis" says Amelia. "oh my is she on fire" Rory says shocked. "she's a ginger" replies Amelia as her accent gets thicker. "I have no idea who she is but we need to stop her before she finds the spare key on top of the Tardis" says the doctor as he speeds up to talk to the small ginger girl. "what do mean on top of the Tardis," "what do you mean spare key" Amy and Rory yell after him.
*point of view change...again*
I hear voices and look over it's the three people I saw get out coming back. I try to run but the one with the floppy brown hair grabs me first. "what were you doing to my Tardis" he says his British accent prominent. "I...I was just looking, I've seen this box three times but never in the same place. then I saw you three get out and I had to check it out" I reply nervously. "what's your name." "Ciara, Ciara woods." "Okay well I'm the doctor and this is Amy Pond and Rory Williams and this is my spaceship that travels in time." "you just tell people that now" Rory cuts in. "if she noticed the Tardis she has to be special no one notices the tardis unless they've been in it" replied the 'doctor' not taking his eyes off me.
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FanfictionCiara (keer-a) Woods finds the tardis and starts traveling with the Doctor, Amy, and Rory because why not.