Donna strolled down the road to HC Clements where she had resurrected her job of 'the best temp in Chiswick'. She pulled open the door and stomped into the office as if she owned the place, even though she hadn't been there for pretty much a whole year, or had she? The past year was pretty sketchy in her mind and she couldn't remember much of the year that had gone past. She sat in her swivel chair and turned to her computer pleased that no one had made a great deal over her return. That was when, at the exact wrong moment, Sally strolled over. Sally was a perky brown-eyed American with bleach-blonde hair which curled up at her shoulders and bounced when she walked. Most of the office loved her but her persistent perkiness seemed to do none but get on Donna's nerves.
"Good morning, Donna!" Sally sung cheerfully.
"Morning, Sally," Donna grumbled, hoping the tone of her voice would give Sally a hint on what Donna wanted her to do next. Unfortunately for Donna that tactic obviously failed as Sally set a basket of muffins on her desk.
"Welcome back!'" she cheered, only to receive a groan from Donna who was realising she wasn't going to be left alone anytime soon.
"What do you want Sally?'" Donna asked tersely. Sally looked a little taken aback for only a few short moments before flashing Donna her biggest smile.
"I came to welcome you back to HC Clements!" She declared cheerfully accompanied by a slight clap of hr hands. Sally's actions often left Donna wonder how she was smart enough to work at such a place. Sure, Donna was not bright spark herself but she was sure you needed an intellect beyond 3 years old to work such a job.
"Sally, I'm trying to work so…"
"Could I leave? Sure I just want to welcome you back!" She sung before disappearing behind her desk. Donna tapped at her computer and subconsciously took a muffin from the basket. Taking a bite of the sweet flavoursome mix of cake, cinnamon and chocolate chips swirled around her mouth. She had to, unfortunately, admit to herself that they were good.
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"You're later then you said you would be," Donna's mum greeted her abruptly before Donna had even departed the bright blue car.
"And what am I, 5?" Donna responded snarkily, slipping out of the car.
"'Just give me the keys, I'm meeting Janet in half an hour," Her mother snapped, holding out her hand.
"Here!" Donna snapped in reply before coming close to slapping the keys into her mother's hand before inquiring "And where's granddad? Up the hill again?"
"When isn't he?" Her mum sighed walking to the car. Donna stomped into the house to snatch the flask of tea off the table and walked it up to her granddad
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"Thank you," Wilfred said, taking the flask of tea from Donna. He placed his eye back on the eyepiece of the telescope before gently exclaiming; "Won't you look at that!"
"What is it?" Donna inquired with intrigue. In the last weeks she had, much to her surprise, found herself more intrigued with what's beyond the Earth than she see ever though she would. Both now and before this new-found interest; Donna cherished the time she spent with her grandfather.
"The constellation of Cerberus," he replied taking his eye off the eyepiece and pointing at it for Donna to have a look. Donna peered into it. "Magnificent, isn't it?" Wilf asked her. Donna smiled.
"Yes, granddad it's very-" Donna was cut off when she saw what was almost like a flashback. Something blue. It was spinning wildly as it trekked across the sky at an amazing speed. It appeared in the form of…a police box? It was that thought that made Donna's head beat like crazy. She moaned in pain.
"Donna, are you alright?" Wilf asked. Her mind distracted from the flying police box and on the pounding headache she felt an oddly quick relief, only a slight ache remaining.
"Yeah, I think I might going mad, though"' she joked with a slight laugh. Her grandfather looked at her, an uneasy look on his face. 'It's fine, my head just hurts a bit,'
"Lemme feel," Wilf offers before, without awaiting consent, placing his hand on his granddaughter's head. 'Hot, you are!'
"Well I try," Donna joked, another soft chuckle escaping her lips.
"No! You feel like you were just on the sun!" His eyes widened in a look of realisation, "I think you should get in the house! Now!"
"Oh, granddad, it's just a headache, I'll be fine,"
"No! Go! Get in there!" Wilf shout, demanding Donna to comply. Hearing the urgency in her grandfather's voice Donna turned and sped walked over to her house and closed the door behind her- her headache now completely faded. Feelings of confusion, concern toward her grandfather and even a little bit of fear engulfed her.
A/N AND THAT'S THE DAY DONNA SHOULD HAVE BURNED UP! XD I'm joking, of course, the next chapter is on its way.The 10th can't help but press big threatening buttons! There's one right below this labelled review. Press it- in honour of the 10th doctor! Please any feedback welcome- good or bad. Constructive criticism not only welcome but encouraged.