Erin (Doctor Who/Torchwood fanfic sort of thing)

1.)The Beginning of it All

Hi! My name is Erin and this is my first time writing anything on wattpad! I'm probably not going great at this so just bear with me please! I know my name and the main characters name and the title of the book are the same I'm not doing that because its my name I just happen to really like the name and didn't know what other name to use. So this story was originally a little script thing I wanted to send in to the Torchwood and Doctor Who script writers because I really liked how the story came out. Ill try to do updates like 1-3 times a week depending on if anyone will actually want to read this. If you have any questions or suggestions feel free to put them in the comments I will read and answer all of them :))! Im not sure what else to put here soooo.... I really, really hope you like this!!

I was suddenly in a place I had never seen before and I have no idea how I got here or why I'm here nothing makes sense. I didn't know what to do so I just started running until he appeared in front of me. He was just a man in a tweed suit and something about him was just... I don't know.. familiar... comforting... he was just genuinely good somehow

"You have to be careful they're coming for you"

"What do you mean 'they're coming for me' who is 'they' what would they want me for?"

"Erin be careful"

"Who are you?"

"Goodbye"

"What?"

*RRRIIINGGGGG*

*RRRIIINGGGGG*

I woke up to that garbage alarm clock noise sweating and relieved. Thank goodness that was just a strange nightmare.

I look over at my alarm clock realizing school starts in 25 minutes. Great.

I pulled on my Elvis tee shirt, a pair of leggings, a denim jacket and my trusty combat boots, it's only November but its pretty cold here in Smithtown.

I ran down the stairs to find that my older brother, Harry and my younger sister, Andrea left to walk to school 15 minutes ago and my parents haven't even noticed that I'm still home. They never really do and I try to ignore it but the truth is it hurts alot, if they had payed more attention to me instead of fighting all the time then maybe I wouldn't feel like I don't belong here, or anywhere for that matter. I hate everything about my life here, I hate this stupid old house that creaks every time I take a step, I hate the tiny little car we all have to squeeze into whenever my mom wants us to look like some perfect, happy family for her coworkers, I hate how I'm always compared to my siblings and their perfect grades and squeaky clean records. Screw all that ugh.

Shoot I only have five minutes until school starts, usually I wouldn't stress about missing any part of school but I have to make first period because my goody two shoes of a brother is in it and he'll rat me out to our parents who wouldn't really care but they would never pass up an opportunity to talk bad about me or punish me and I'm not in the mood.

I start to run out the door and I'm halfway to school until I see a puddle that seems to be glowing, for some reason I kneel down next to it and then I'm under at least ten feet of water.