John had never been happier. The whole weekend he was on a high.
He and Rose had exchanged numbers, and they talked almost all the time. He could tell how was happy, there was a spring in his step and something new was starting.
Something, that could maybe, help him heal completely.
He hadn't written to Daisy in a while, so he wrote a note that Sunday, to make sure Daisy didn't feel forgotten in his time of happiness, considering she was one of the reasons behind it.
Hello Daisy!
It's been a long time since we last wrote to each other! almost a week.
Things are looking up now, Daisy! Something like this has never happened before, not since they died, anyway.
But, we'll still continue to talk, of course! Needless to say, you're one of the reasons behind this happiness.
Till next time, the Doctor
That morning, he walked into school feeling on top of the world. He walked in, knowing he’d see Rose and he smiled to himself.
He had History first period, and made sure to slip the note into the tub.
After history, he headed over to his locker to put away his history things and grab his English things. He locked his locker again, and went on his way.
Then, he heard someone call his name behind him. That he heard was voice, low and taunting, the voice belonging to the people who he recognized as his tormentors.
His stomach clenched, and his jaw did too. He increased his pace.
He could hear the muttering behind him, and they called out again
Then the footsteps behind him became faster and closer, until he felt a tight grip on his arm from behind. John was flung into the closest locker, his back slamming hard onto it. One of the locks nailed him right in the centre of his spine. John sharply inhaled, still holding what was left of his nerve. The boy held his arm to John’s chest, keeping him securely in place
“I heard you spent Friday with Rose Tyler. How much did you pay her?” The one who had shoved him into the locker taunted him
“How many brain cells you have, so by my calculations, I paid her nothing” John said with wavering confidence
“Do you want to say that again?” the boy said, passive anger clear in his tone
“I’m afraid that might confuse you”
The last thing he remembered was the boy’s fist hitting his jaw, the sickening nausea, stumbling helplessly holding his jaw, a female voice yelling stop, and then the punch to the face, making everything turn black.
John woke up in the infirmary. Over him, three people looked down on him. One was a boy, with short, dark hair and blue eyes; he was smirking down at him. The second was none other than Rose, her hazel eyes full of concern, and the third was another girl, with brown hair and brown eyes, who looked Italian or something
“John? Are you alright, mate? I saw you get punched the first time, I yelled for them to stop” Rose told him
John tried to sit up, but his head was throbbing, and he felt like he was going to throw up
“Don’t do anything if you don’t feel well, it was a pretty hard blow” The boy said, with a think American accent
“Who are they?” John asked
“My other mates, Jack and Shareen. I think you could guess who’s who. At least I hope so” Rose laughed
“Ah, okay. Well, nice to meet you, even though the circumstances of our meeting aren’t… ideal”, John said “What time is it anyway?”
“Bout 4, I think?” Shareen informed him
John’s eyes widened when he realised that school finished at 3:20.
“You waited for me? You didn’t have to do that, Rose! Or make your friends stay, either! They don’t even know me!” John told Rose
“I had to, you didn’t see what happened to you, John, it was really terrible” Rose replied, “You don’t leave a friend like that”
“Thank you Rose, that is actually the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me”
“Well, I’m glad” Rose smiled. John noticed she was fiddling with a piece of paper, one which looked similar to the paper he put in the desk that morning.
“What’s that?” John asked before any smarter subconscious thought told him it was a bad idea
“Oh, nothing. Pen pal stuff” She said
“Okay”
It was a coincidence. How different could paper get?
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From the Doctor: Ten and Rose, Highschool AU
ספרות חובביםJohn Smith was brilliant, one of the brightest in his year. But that didn’t make everything okay, because he was alone. Rose Tyler was regular, no one who stood out all that much. She lived a normal life at home with her mother, Jackie and little b...
