MY FIRST DOCTOR WHO FIC SO EXCITING!

Warning: I do not know how British school systems work. I am an ignorant American. Forgive me for any inaccuracies.

Warning 2.0: THIS IS BEAUTIFUL, FABULOUS TEN/ROSE. IF YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF TEN/ROSE, TURN BACK NOW OR READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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Age 10

There was a new boy in school that day.

"Hi!" he said, beaming. "My name's John. I'm ten years old and I like learning things!"

The kids tittered a bit. Who was this crazy person who liked to learn? Weirdo!

"Well, you've definitely come to the right place," Ms. Jones joked. "Why don't you go and-"

"Wait," John said, holding up a hand and scrutinizing the fifth grade teacher. "Isn't it good manners to ask me what I enjoy learning, Ms. Jones?"

The children were stunned. This new kid had the audacity to question the teacher's manners! An audible gasp flew through the room.

Ms. Jones, to her credit, did not let this faze her. "Of course, John. I will certainly ask that. But can you please take your seat between Kingsley and Shireen first?"

This seemed satisfactory to the boy, for he made his way to his seat without further ado.

"So, John," Ms. Jones began patiently, "what do you like learning?"

John's grin widened. "Oh, all sorts of things!" he exclaimed. "There's just so much to discover! But since I already know lots of science stuff, I like learning history. Especially Shakespeare! Shakespeare is fascinating. Brilliant man. It would be amazing to meet him. Or Dickens! Yeah, history and science are my subjects."

Ms. Jones raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't comment on it. "All right, John. Now, on with the lesson..."

"He was so cute!" Shireen gushed. "Oh, you would not believe how cute he was!"

Rose and Keisha shared a long-suffering glance. Shireen didn't have the highest of standards when it came to boys. After all, she thought Jimmy Stone's hair was nice. Honestly.

Still, Rose decided to give her friend the benefit of the doubt. "What did he look like?" she asked, partially to be polite and also because she was slightly curious.

"Well, he was pretty tall," Shireen reflected. "Not as tall as Freddy, but taller than Adam. And way cuter than both. And he had really awesome hair, sticky-uppy and brown and nice. Big smile, brown eyes, all that stuff. Really cute."

Keisha scoffed, muttering, "Yeah right," but Rose looked thoughtful.

"He doesn't sound too bad," she conceded.

Before Shireen or Keisha could respond, someone called, "Shireen!" All three girls looked over.

It was John. He jogged over, grinning. "Hello! I'm John. Who are you two?"

Keisha and Rose were both struck dumb by the appearance of a boy who met Shireen's description to a "T"- especially the cute part- so Shireen answered for them. "This is Keisha and Rose," the girl announced, pointing to them both in turn.

"Cool!" The boy turned to Keisha and said, " Your hair? Ginger curls? It's awesome. You're lucky." Then to Rose, he said, " I love your name. What's your last name?"

"It's Tyler," Rose replied, still in shock. "Rose Tyler."

John smiled even wider. "That's a fantastic name, Rose Tyler."

Rose smiled back. "Thanks."

Keisha nodded. "Yeah, thanks. For saying that about my hair," she clarified quickly, fingering a reddish lock shyly.

John shrugged. "It's no problem. I've always wanted to be ginger. My cousin is ginger. It's really not fair that I am surrounded by people who are ginger and can never be one... Oh well. Anyway, Rose Tyler is a good name. Rather wonderful one, in fact."

Rose looked pleased, if a bit confused. Keisha just looked flattered.

Shireen frowned petulantly. "What about me?"

John laughed as if the question were silly. "Your eyes, naturally! They're so many different colors, and each one is more the lovely than the last."

Shireen blushed and beamed.

"Gotta go, but I'll talk to you later, okay?" John said, already starting to walk away.

The three girls nodded at him, even though he couldn't see them anymore.

"He. Is. So. CUTE!" Keisha half-whispered, half-shouted.

"I know, right!" Shireen crowed.

Rose didn't say anything. She was glad to be complimented, of course. And the boy really was very cute. But she couldn't quite understand. What was so great about her name? Why did he comment on something as ordinary as that?

"Why do you think I did?" John replied, answering her question with another question.

Rose shrugged helplessly. "I dunno. I guess nothing about me is all that special, so you said something about my name to be nice."

John shook his head. "Oh no. Au contraire, Rose Tyler. You are incredibly special. I just chose to remark on your name rather than your physical features, because your name is rather remarkable."

"But why?" Rose persisted. "It's so... normal."

"It rolls of the tongue," John replied. "Rose Ty-lah. Oh, it's so fun to say! Love it."

Rose stifled a giggle at John's serious face. She wasn't supposed to be laughing at his antics! She was supposed to be questioning him seriously. "That can't be it," Rose prompted.

John smirked. "Well, it's a very trustworthy name, Ms. Tyler."

"How on Earth can a name me trustworthy?" Rose demanded. This guy made no sense!

John shrugged, still grinning, and sent a wink her way.

This behavior startled a breathy laugh out of Rose. She couldn't hold her giggles in anymore. She didn't know why, but this boy, with his trustworthy names and his winks, made her smile.

As soon as she calmed down, John stuck out a hand. "I'm John Noble. Friends?"

Rose smiled widely and grabbed the outstretched appendage, shaking it firmly. "Friends."

John Noble sounded like a perfectly trustworthy name.

End of Part 1

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