(AN- This is my first story that anyone other than my friends have read, and I appreciate anyone who takes the time to read this and maybe even help me improve in my writing. I do not own Doctor who, BBC does. Thanks- AlphaWolf2060)
Chapter 1: The Storm
RACHEL was NOT a happy camper.
She had been stuck inside her house all day- WITHOUT WIFI- because of an annoyingly large storm that had been raging outside for what felt like forever. She was on the verge of what Alex called her 'Screw it, I'm done with this' stage of boredom, and just about ready to head outside, regardless of whether the storm had stopped or not.
Rachel herself was fifteen, almost sixteen, seventh grader with dark brown hair and red streaks with a natural wave to it. She had hazel eyes and freckles, with a pair of teal and dark brown tortoiseshell patterned glasses. Rachel was, unfortunately, nearsighted, so these were necessary no matter how much she hated them. Her usual Saturday outfit included a T-shirt, a pair of worn jeans, combat boots, fingerless gloves, and a denim jacket along with her ever present I-pod.
She herself lived with her Aunt Cassandra, in a big mansion in the middle of nowhere. She had moved here, away from her friends, back in Britain, to Colorado and the freezing cold, away from everything she had known for no other reason than simply, "You have to go."
Her only company, other than her 'might as well be insane, the way she acts' aunt, was a small adorable wolf cub with jet-black fur and amber eyes who had wandered in one December freezing night four years ago. She had stayed ever since. She named her Alyssa, and the two became practically inseparable.
It had been exactly twelve hours since the storm started, and Rachel was getting restless.
She closed her eyes, debating whether or not to go outside, despite her aunt's warning. Her hazel eyes snapped open, the decision already made.
The door to the mansion flung open as Rachel and Alyssa made their way to the forest, only to hear a strange wheezing sound.
The two stalked ever so carefully towards the sound, which seemed to be getting louder the closer they got. Right as they got there, the sound abruptly stopped. She and Alyssa quietly crept to the edge of the clearing, only to find- a blue box. Rachel tilted her head in confusion.
"What?", She quietly whispered to Alyssa, and laughed, the sound whisked away by the wind.
The box was about eight feet tall, and looked worn and dirty. Despite that, it gave off a feeling of power to the two. It had a light on the top, looking like the miniaturized version of a lighthouse's top, and had 'Police Public Call Box' written at the top on every side. It had a little sign on the side saying 'Police Telephone, Free for Use of Public , and Pull to Open, along with a lot of small text. Something about it pulled at Rachel. She grinned.
Suddenly, the doors flung open. Rachel jumped with a little yelp of shock, leading her to crash in the bush she was hiding behind. "Ouch." Rachel complained. Alyssa just laughed at her in that canine way, that only Rachel ever knew that she was laughing. "Oh, shut up, you big ball of fluff." She muttered, embarrassed.
She untangled herself and looked up to see a man, looking relatively young, maybe twenty-one. He wore a dark brown pin-striped suit with a bow tie and a fez, his hair was cropped short, and looked completely wild, along with a pair of hazel eyes to complete the look.
She stood up. "Who are you?" Rachel asked firmly. Alyssa growled helpfully.
The man's head snapped around to look at us. He grinned cheerily. "I'm The Doctor."