The Man with Two Hearts

Teatime

A/N: Ahead of time I would like to say thank you, and I am sorry I haven't posted more. I can truely say I've been busy, not just lazy.

I got the tea brewing and brought out biscuits and jams and other spreads, putting them on a fancy platter. Just then the dorm’s doorbell rang I yelled “Come on in Mr. Smith its unlocked!” this time I decided to be bold and wear my ‘The Angels Have The Phone Box’ t-shirt; that might give him a hint. Mr. Smith opens the door and walks in straightening his bow tie. I turn my head to look at him as I take the kettle off the burner. He settled himself comfortably in a chair next to the sofa. I set down the platter and sat down on the sofa “Your day?” I ask casually. “Oh you know, annoying kids and all.” he rolls his eyes “You people are just so noisy!” I can tell he’s making an effort to blend in, but it doesn’t really work.

He pours himself some tea, then my shirt catches his attention “How did you get that on a shirt?” he asked, I smiled it worked. “Oh you know you can buy them anywhere.” I say my voice losing its casual tone. “And you're on telly too.” I smirk and his eyes widen “What? A teacher? On telly?” I nod “But you're not really a teacher are you?” I smirk. The Doctor jumps out of his chair “Are you an alien?” He asks “No,” I sigh“But you are.” He sits back down. He looks at me seriously “Okay, do explain.” I take in a breath and explain how he’s in the show Doctor Who, leaving out the part that I adore it, and he nods as I finish “But I’m the only one who knows who you actually.”

The Doctor grins “Okay, thats good to know so I can come over anytime?” I nod “Yeah you can crash here anytime you want. You should leave though it would be awkward if Kathryn, my dorm mate; it would be sort of creepy if she just caught you here.” The Doctor leaves with a simple good-bye and I clean up the tea munching on biscuits.

We continue our science lab the next day and finish it starting the reading homework. Now I look forward to going to history, not like I didn’t before. Kathryn looks at my “Why are you wearing another one of your DW shirts?” she asks. I shrug “Y’know I just put on whatever.” then I got back to reading and answering questions in the science book; I’m halfway through the reading when the bell rings. Time to go to History!

In History class I pulled my legs forwards so they spread out in front of the desk. I was relaxed, it was only the second day with the Doctor as a teacher ;but I knew he’d do great. “Open your textbooks to page 310, seriously this time.” The Doctor smiled playfully. I opened my textbook to page 310 and looked up at Mr. Smith for further instructions. He began to read about World War I. He was an excellent reader, fluent and precise. He stopped at the end of each paragraph asking if there were questions and waiting for us to fill out our vocabulary sheets. The class seemed to be done in a flash, while we were heading back to our dorms Kathryn asked “So what do you think of that Mr. Smith character, huh?” I didn’t even take a second to think about it “He’s a good teacher,” I nodded “that’s all.” And a good friend, I added to myself.