Hey guys, I am back.

So have taken about a month and a half off and I am in a good place at the moment. Work has finally gone from the nine shifts that I was doing back in the summer and autumn down to five. It leaves me with so much more time to be productive. Hopefully what happened in the summer won't happen again. I just need to stay ahead of myself.

So this whole story is going to be a little weird and it is going to be all from Clara's POV but written in third person, other than the beginning of this chapter. I plan to make this a little series (I don't know how many I want to do) but it will all depend on you guys and whether you want more from me like this.

Please enjoy this first chapter.

Prologue

This might seem weird but I feel duty bound to write down my experiences as have people done in the past. There are little notes at the beginning of them all to tell you, whoever is reading this, what you are more than likely going to get involved in. Believe me, get involved. You will have the best time of your life.

Just for clarification, I am Clara Oswald and the year is 2014.

I too have read the books that either you are going to read or already have read. Part of me didn't believe him when he told me who he was and what he did and I am sure you have the same attitude. Hopefully, Idris is a little more pleasant to you than she was to me.

With you reading this, I have left my position. Which is fine. Maybe from the beginning I always knew that it wasn't going to be forever.

This is my first adventure with him. This is the story of how I met the usual police detective, the Doctor, and how I became his 'companion'. I know I am the first one in a while and hopefully, with me taking the job, it will encourage both him and the MET to allow him to have more companions. When he said he can't do it on his own, he means it. He may act alien but he is as human as the rest of us. Trust me on that one.

So here is what you need to know about the Doctor and why you should accept the most awesome job offer you are ever going to receive.

Chapter 1

The silence of the halls were both soothing and creepy. During the day, they are filled with chatter and laughter but as the moon shone down the darkened hallways, the only thing breaking the silence was the typing on the keyboard.

Finding the silence soothing, Clara typed away as quickly as she could. She had decided to work late at the school rather than go home to finish off her marking and planning for the next day. There were some days where she just found it easier working later. There were too many distractions at home and she had already had to put back when a class were going to get back their essays. She needed to do them tonight as well as create some sort of aid to give them back. It wasn't fair to the students.

She stopped typing as she heard the noise. She waited for a few moments, wondering whether who or whatever it was would make it again. She returned to typing but stopped again when the noise repeated itself. She slowly got out of her chair and made her way to the door.

She took a deep breath before she opened the door. The light from her classroom only lit up part of the hallway. She looked down both ways before trying to reassure herself that it was nothing.

"Miss Oswald."

Clara jumped at the voice and grabbed her chest as she tried to get her breathing under control. "Atif, you scared me."

The caretaker looked a little timid. She smiled at him to show that it was okay.

"Sorry Miss, I didn't realise that you were still here."

"Just finishing up some marking. I won't be much longer."

"I would be careful. Not to scare you or anything but things haven't been the same recently. There have been a few weird going ons. Just thought I would warn you, Miss. Wouldn't want anything happening to you."

"Thank you, Atif."

Clara gave him another smile before closing her classroom door. She tried to bat away what he had said but the weird going ons was something that just wouldn't leave her. She closed the lid of her laptop and started to put it away, knowing that now she wouldn't be able to do anything more. As she walked through the corridors, Clara kept looking over her shoulder, trying to work out what Atif could be on about. It was only when she reached her motorbike that she could only give reference to something strange.

A man, standing in the middle of the gateway, staring at her.

She didn't get a good look at him before he scurried away. She tried to shake it off as she got on her motorbike and left the school grounds.

The weird going ons and the strange man hadn't left Clara's thoughts as she entered the school the next day. Something just felt weird and she couldn't just shake off the feeling. She tried to smile as she made her way through the corridors to her classroom but she was certain that the worried look she left her flat with this morning was still on her face.

"Miss Oswald."

"April, how may I help you?" Clara said as she stopped.

"It is just about the essay that you set. I was just wondering whether you had any suggestions for wider reading that could be done to help me support my points."

"Of course. Send me an email and I will send you some links."

"Miss, is everything okay?"

Clara knew that April was clever and her fake smile wasn't going to fool her. But if she was being honest, everything was okay. Nothing weird had happened just as yet and last night was the first time that she had seen that man. It was just her overthinking things.

"I'm fine." She said as the bell sounded.

She smiled at April before telling her that they should both be getting to their classes. She took a deep breath before she entered her classroom. She sounded good morning over the chatter and by the time she had placed her bag down by her desk and logged onto the computer, the class had settled down and everyone was in their seats. She brought up the register and started to call out their names while said here when they heard their names.

"Bradley," Clara said. She waited for a reply before she repeated his name.

"He was here earlier Miss."

Clara placed him as absent but noted to ask reception. Maybe he went home after not feeling well. She knew Bradley. Even if he was one of the most disruptive children in her classes, she knew that he was a good person deep down and he always turned up to lessons. He was never one to skive.

It played on her mind as she taught her class as well did the other thoughts that had plagued her since last night. She didn't want to link it all and she felt stupid thinking that there was a link, but there was just something that didn't feel right.

She left with the last of the class as they left her class to go to the next. She knew that she had a few moments to go and ask reception. She smiled that the woman behind the desk.

"Has Bradley's parents called in? Bradley from year eight. He is one of the gifted and talented group."

"I haven't this morning. Do you wish for me to call them?"

Clara hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to get the poor boy into any trouble but with everything playing on her mind, she knew she had to say something.

"Please do. Just someone mentioned that they had seen him earlier. I just want to make sure that everything is alright."

"Will do."

Maybe if Clara hadn't had so many thought rushing around her mind, she would have been paying more attention. But as she made her way back to her classroom, she missed a student talking about open WiFi. Maybe if she had, the investigation wouldn't have gone on for so long.