" Bonjour monsieur peut nous plaire avoir deux thé sucré moyen?"(Hello sir. may we please have two medium teas?) I asked politely.
" Tout pour une belle mademoiselle et son tout aussi belle mère."(Anything for a lobely lady and her lovely mother.) He flattered us.
"Allez flirt avec quelqu'un de ton âge!"(Flirt with someone your own age!) My mother said. I kicked her under the table.
"Shut up!" I whispered.
"Ouch that hurt."She said. Someone came up behind me and put they're hands to my eyes.
"Guess who?"He asked.
" Oh gee qui pourrait-il être?"(Oh gee I wonder who it could be?) I asked.
"Huh?"
"Timelords these days."I muttered with a smile. My mother had just taken a sip of her tea. She quickly laughed and spit it out.
"River!"My father exclaimed.
"Sorry." She said apologing to no one, taking another drink.
"Now getting down to business. Dad I think we should stick together."I subtly demanded.
"That was an order wasn't it?"My dad asked.
"Yes it was." I said cheerfully.
"Looks like you two will be moving into the tardis." He said. I mentally was cheering and jumping and celebrating.
I remember the last time I was in the tardis. I was only one year old. My mother had to make the hard decision to leave my father to raise me. The tardis was making me sick. Every day my condition got worse. I knew it was only because I was a baby. There had never been a toddler in the tardis before. I can handle it now. I've been in it after that but only to grab something or put something in there. I was all better, cured.
My parents don't know that I can hear during a flashback. They were talking about how I will do school.
"I dont need school." I said firmly.
"Okay." My father said.
"I mean look at Marilyn Monroe or John Travolta or Walt Disney or wait what? I don't have to do school?" I asked surprised.
"Your the daughter of two timelords." My father said.
"Thats kinda obvious." I said.
