I walked outside into the foggy, steamy, and pitifully muddy London streets. Its very rainy here in London. I took a taxi back to my house, and went straight to bed. I was exhausted. My boss had really tired me out today. I was also very curios about this "Doctor" fellow, so I wanted to get a good nights rest for tomorrow. I'm going to figure out who this "Doctor" is.
I woke up, and there was a piece of yellow paper on my face. Yes, it was on my face. I grabbed the paper and put my glasses on so I could see what it said.
Dear Annalise,
I enjoyed our little talk last night. I could use someone like you. Meet me at the Coventry Cathedral. Here's the adress:
Priory Street
Coventry, West Midlands CV1 5AB, United Kingom
I have supplied you with a plane ticket, your ride is at 11:30. I hope you make it!
Sincerely,
The Doctor
11:30?!? It was already 10:00! I am going to bloody kill him when I get there. I jumped out of bed, and grabbed my brush and a rubber band. I pulled on some navy blue skinny jeans, a black beatles t-shirt, and my dark grey high tops. I then put togther a travel bag, not like a suitcase. I packed enough clothes for one night, my phone, some money, my brush, some mints, and extra hair ties.
I barely made my plane, thankfully. I also realized that this was my 1st time on a plane, and I was actually really, really scared. Most people have stopped riding planes beacause of all the aliens. I hate the aliens. All they cause is trouble. I hope I never come into contact with one.
Once I was about 3/4 done with my flight, I realized that I was going on a plane, because of a note some strange (but funny) man left in my house, and I barely knew him! What if he is a murderer? What if he is some deranged sociopath thats going to test drugs on me! What if he is an alien? I can't turn around now, so I was going to have to face the concequences of my actions.
The plane landed and I rode a taxi to the Coventry Cathedral. I played on my phone for most of the ride in the suprisingly nice taxi. I saw The Doctor waiting for me at the entrace of the cathedral.
"Why did you make me ride in a plane all the way over here, to the damn cathedral?! I barely know you!" I shouted. "I didn't make you come here. You chose to. You could've igonored my note, or you could've come to the cathedral. You made the choice to come here." He replied. "Well-" I started. for once I was at a lost for words. He was right. I did make the choice to come here.
"Well, now that that's settled, come along."He said. "What makes you think I'm going to follow you?" I said. "Well, I'm your way home, aren't I?" He said. "No, I was going to ride a chicken home, actually." I said. He shook his head and chuckled. I just glared at him. I guess I did have to follow him. He started walking towards a blue box.
"What, do you need to call your mummy?" I said in a very sarcastic tone. "No, I was actually planning on taking you to the end of the world" he replied. What? That didn't even make sense. I mean seriously, what kind of comeback is that? "You see, I'm actually a time traveler." he added. Now I get it. He's nuts. Totally bonkers. Out of his little mind. "Oh yeah?" I said,"Prove it." He looked at me as if to say "you're on" He stepped into the blue box. It started making this noise and the it dissapeared! Just right into bloody thin air! I heard the noise again and backed away. What had I gotten myself into?
"Here ya go." he said. he handed my the plate of chips i had served him last night! Maybe he really was a time traveler! "May I..." I said and gestured towards the blue box. "Yes." he answered. I stepped inside. It was HUGE! I couldn't believe my eyes! "Go ahead, I've heard them all." He said. "You...You're an alien, aren't you! How..." I gasped. "All except that one." he answered. I didn't understand! How could he be an alien and look like a human? It was insane!
"So, where, or, when do you want to go? How about 1962, the time of Harold Macmillan, and happiness? Yes, 1962. Let's go then." He said. He pulled a lever and pushed some buttons and said ,"HOLD ON!". So, naturally I held on. Which was acually quite hard. Then it stopped. Really, everything was still again. "Welcome to May 22, 1962!" He said. "Here is where history will be made. Lets go look around." We stepped out of the...thingy... into 1962. Suddenly the Doctor shrieks, much like a little girl. I hear this...noise. "EXTERMINATE! EXTERIMATE!" And then the Doctor runs back into the blue box, and leaves me. He effin left me in 1962. WTF! HOW AM I GOING TO GET HOME??!
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FanfictionMy name is Annalise Connors. I have seen things humans don't usually see. I travel with The Doctor through space and time. These are my stories. This is what happened. This is what will happen. This is me.
