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Five o'clock in the morning was read in my TARDIS clock, I couldn't help but glare at the time, I've been awake since four in the morning. The sad news is, I have to get up at 8:00am to start getting ready for college… ugh! Though, it is my fault for watching too much Sherlock at such late hours, knowing I got class the next day, oh well. My name's Riley D. Cholms I'm 21 years old and a 9th year college student. I bet you're wondering why so much years and at such a young age, well I started college at the age of 12, early I know, but it wasn't my fault I was the smartest cookie in class. I remember all the Teachers and students hated me for my genius mind, in college some of them still do, but I can't be loved by everyone, right?
When I was younger I had taken a lot of classes each semester, I also took classes in summer, and one or two crashed courses here and there. That's how I got my two Master's degree on Anthropology and Archeology, and one Bachelor in Appraisal. Yes, I like discovering old things and knowing how much its worth, and no, I'm not greedy, I just love seeing old things. As for Archeology and Anthropology… they simply made me a bit curious, didn't think I would love studying them though. Anyway, I'm presently in my last year of my Bachelor's degree in Behavioral Science, just need to get my finals today and I finally graduate and I'm done with college. Thank God summer's next door, it's so close, yet so far away… I got up and decided to watch some more series while I waited until it's time to get dressed for class, it's not like I had anything else to do.
I began the day by getting one of my first finals early in the morning, the day went on like the others, so boooring! Just like this test. I located my elbow on the table and placed my hand on my cheek and glanced at the window, there's never something thrilling going on around here. I just wish something exciting would happen for once, like in Doctor Who. You could always see the Doctor doing one of his famous speeches or defeating the Daleks, or like Sherlock, always solving crimes and stopping the bad guy with his intellectual mind and deductions. Aaww man, why am I stuck in such a boring world? I took the rest of my final exams of the day and started to head home. And, before I knew it my summer vacation had started, yes!
Running as fast as I could to where the bus stop was, I bumped into someone by accident, but before I could fall I promptly balanced myself and turned around to quickly apologize. "I'm so, so sorry! I didn't see…you?" when I turned around there was no one, but a paper on the floor… I inquisitively glanced at it for a bit, it was a perfectly folded up note that said, 'pick me up' with a smiley face on it. Being the curious girl that I was, I picked it up, opened the paper and read what was written inside 'Geronimo!' what a peculiar word to write. I look around again and just laughed at the silly little word in amusement, who could have dropped this? 'Must have been a fellow Doctor Who fan' I thought as I shrugged my shoulders and continued running to the bus stop. Unfortunately, I didn't arrive to the bus on time, so that left me with walking my way home. Did I forget to mention it started to pour? sigh, its official, my life sucks…
Heading home I stopped at a Starbucks and drank a nice hot cup of mocha, good thing it was close too, wouldn't have wanted to get dripped in rain, that would have been a nightmare. Now I just have to wait a bit for the sun to rise, though I hope it rises sooner than later, at least until I get home and cozy, then it can rain again. That way I can enjoy a nice hot chocolate coco or a soup, while nuzzled in my TARDIS blanket watching one of my favorite series. Turns out I didn't have to wait long, because it stopped pouring right after I finished my hot beverage, I grabbed my backpack threw away the empty cup of mocha, and started walking home again.
I arrived home and placed my backpack in the closet down the hall, but before I even started seeing my lovely series, I quickly went to do my chores of the day. While putting my dirty clothes in the laundry, I took out the trash, clean the kitchen, swept and mopped the house and among other things I needed to do. When the clothes were cleaned and dried, I folded and put them away. Once I finished my daily chores, I sat down on my couch and started to think on what I was going to see first.
Though that just put my brain into a battle against itself, thinking in which of my two favorite series to watch first, but then I remembered, I did stay up all night watching Sherlock, so might as well see Doctor Who. I thought on which episode I should see first, however an idea popped up 'why not see a marathon!' yes, that's what I decided to do.
Before I began to watch the series, I stood up from the couch, headed to the kitchen and made myself something to eat, I walked to the cupboard and grabbed myself a cup of instant lunch noodle soup, unwrapped it, and placed the right amount of water and quickly heated it in the microwave. When the noodles were done I headed to the living room again, turned on the computer and my plasma TV, I grabbed the portable mouse and keypad and sat down on the couch again. Finally, the moment I've been waiting for, Doctor Who Marathon! Here I come! I started watching the opening of the first episode, and gave my first three slurps of the cup of noodles.
Cuddled up in my nice, warm, soft TARDIS blanket, while the rain dripped outside, I finished my noodles and placed the empty cup in the coffee table. I was so entranced by the episode I barely heard the ring from my door bell. I paused the episode I was previously watching, and stared at the door 'wonder who could that be?' I thought while getting up from the couch and walked to the door. When I got to the door, I opened to find a young teenage mail man standing there.
"Are you Riley Cholms?" the angsty teen ask as he held a medium sized box in his hands, with a clip board on top of it.
"Yes, that's me" I replied cheerfully
The kid rolled his eyes, sighed and said, "Sign here please"
I quickly signed the paper on the clipboard and grabbed the box "okay, thanks, bye!" I slammed the door on his face before he could even reply, oh… my God, what I ordered just arrived! I opened the box as fast as I could "Sweet! It's what I bought on Wish!" right there neatly placed inside the box was a Doctor Who sonic screwdriver, psychic paper and a vortex manipulator! The second I was checking to see if anything was broken, I received a text message from my Galaxy 7 phone
Ready for an adventure?
-Anonymous-
Who could that be? Being a very curious person, I texted back
Who's this?
-RC-
I didn't expect them to text back, seeing as I thought they texted the wrong number, but they did
You'll know soon enough
-Anonymous-
Okay… that was a bit creepy, ignoring the text message I took all my stuff from the box, and underneath it all was a single paper with instruction for the vortex, why do I need instructions for a fake manipulator!? After I was done with my excitement I placed the manipulator on my wrist, the sonic screwdriver and psychic paper in my pockets, and walked to the couch to continue watching Doctor Who.
I sat back down and continued seeing the series. Suddenly my right wrist where my manipulator is, started to feel a bit irritated. The odd part was that it stopped as quickly as it came, like a spark or a zap kind of way, which in my opinion was very weird. This day just keeps on getting stranger and stranger each hour that passes by. I mean that strange paper I found on the floor and that text I received… naah, it's probably all in my head. While half way into the fourth episode of season 1 my wrist started to itch again, but this time it was stronger. The discomfort in my wrist just didn't want to go away, so I tried taking it out but to no avail.
The stupid manipulator didn't want to come off! While I was busy with my wrist I didn't realize the big crack that was beginning to form in my living room wall, that is until I turned around. I gawked at the wall in shock, the crack looked exactly like the one from little Amelia's room… what!? My wrist started to itch more and glow a white gold color, the shining light little by little covered my whole body, as the crack slowly opened, all that could come out of my mouth was "WHAAAAT!?" and before I knew it, through the crack I went.
I'm not sure how I can explain this but I felt like I was falling, while at the same time drifting, all I could see was everything going so fast, like if I was running as fast as the Flash. Suddenly everything stopped and went blank. Hours later I guess you could say I woke and sat up straight while I gasped out for air, you know, like if you're under water for a long period of time and you just got out of the water to breath, yeah, like that. I glanced around my surroundings, I was in a weird place, I didn't know where I was, so I kept looking around with a bit of panic.
I got up from the floor and walked the halls of what seemed to be a ship, I think. I was so entranced with my thoughts and wonderment of where I could possibly be, while still pending on where I was, a computer startled me as it informed "shuffles five and six now docking, guests are reminded that Platform One forbids the use of weapons, teleports, and religion. Earth death is scheduled for fifteen thirty-nine followed by drinks in the Manchester suite." Oh Ba-Jesuzz! I know where I am now, Crab nuggets… how the FUCK did I get in Platform One!? Well I can say it now I guess, I'm not in Kansas anymore, not that I was from there, yeah, yeah, I know, how cliché, but you know.