All of time and space ( Book 1 in the Lexie Smith adventures )

Chapter 1

Lexie's P.O.V :

We were close.
So close.

I had been at Yancy Academy for about six months now and we had never been closer. If we were ever going to catch this alien it would have to be soon, before we lost the signal.

I was sat in the window seat of a bright yellow school bus, looking outside whilst contemplating on what type of alien was hidden in the school.

Could it be a Zygon? They were shape shifters and could easily have replaced one of the students.

Whilst I was thinking this I felt like someone was watching me so I glanced around and saw our disabled Latin teacher, Mr Brunner, looking at me.
As soon as we made eye contact a warm smile flittered across his face.

Mr Brunner had a scraggly beard, wise brown eyes , always smelled like coffee and had a brilliant sense of humour. He could easily get the whole class laughing.
As soon as I started here Mr Brunner was off the suspects list. I had checked again and again for alien technology but my searches came out fruitless. So no Mr Brunner wasn't a robot sent here from the future to kill someone's mother, otherwise my detectors would have picked up the signals coming from his tech.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by my friend, Percy Jackson, muttering to himself.

" I'm gonna kill her."

He was obviously talking about Nancy Bobofit, the annoying kleptomaniac who kept hitting Grover, my other friend, in the head with chunks of her sandwich.

And honestly, I was agreeing with him.

Grover had a type of muscle decease in his legs so he couldn't really walk without crutches but by god you should have seen him run on enchilada day. Because of this fact, Grover was often a target of the red head.

Grover, as it turned out rather didn't like the thought of homicide.

" It's okay. I like peanut butter."

As soon as he said that he only just managed to dodge another chunk of flying sandwich. This evidently made Percy snap.

"That's it."

As soon as he stood up, me and Grover both grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back down into his seat.
I mean Percy is a nice guy but he does get very defensive over his friends, and that would mean he would fight for them.

Grover started to lecture Percy about it,  but my ADHD mind had found something even more interesting to concentrate on.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Unfortunately I hadn't been here yet in my long life of traveling so I was bouncing in my seat at the sight.

Most normal kids would have hated to go there but I'm not most normal kids. I'm roughly 60 years old, I live in a blue box and I'm part alien.

I bet you think I'm crazy and belong in a mental asylum, but I'm not and I don't. I may be 60 years of age but I look 11. The blue box is ( way ) bigger on the inside and my dad is the infamous Time Lord, The Doctor.