So this is before like the doctor met Donna for the second time.

Darcy's P.o.v

I was walking around the school campus with my best friend Sadie right before school started. I always like walking at this time because 1. No one was ever to school this early and 2. My friend had recently just gotten her schedule changed and this was the only time we could ever hangout with each other in school. We were just talking about our homework when we came across a car with a trunk open and we saw a pair of legs sticking out of them limply lying on the ground. I stopped in my tracks.

"Oh my god" I said.

"Relax Darcy (me) it's just that lab Ms. Carlisle made us do last year she's doing it again for the freshman this year" Sadie said. I relaxed a little a bit and laughed because when I had seen it last year I had had the same reaction. I remembered that this lab had actually been the most fun I had in Science last year. Basically our teacher had set up a fake crime scene with a mannequin and we had to decipher who the murderer was from the evidence that she had left. We walked up to the car and looked inside the trunk.

"Is it just me or did Ms. Carlisle get a better mannequin" Sadie asked me? I checked out how real it looked and it was weird how it looked exactly like our old teacher until I realized it was our old teacher. I heard Sadie gasp beside me.

"I'm calling the cops" she said.

"I'll get the principal" I said running to the front office where our Principal was.

"Do you need something" The lady at the front desk said as if she couldn't be bothered with a teenager's petty little problems.

"Is Mr. Walsh here" I asked her?

"No because unlike me he gets the privilege of coming later than 6:45 in the morning" she said in a whining voice.
"But-"

"He gets here at 8:00 if you want to talk to him about how ridiculous the uniforms are your going to have to wait" she said cutting me off while trying to shoo me out the door. I rolled my eyes.

"But Ms. James, Ms. Carlisle's dead" I said. She looked up and we could hear the police sirens coming towards the school. I left the office while she followed me out the area where Sadie and I had found Ms. Carlisle's body which now had caution tape in front of it and the cops where yelling at people to get back since it was getting close to the time when 0 period was about to start. I saw Sadie standing on the side while one of the policemen was talking to her and I just stood there while Ms. James went to go ask how this had happened. During all this commotion I somehow managed to hear a loud noise that sounded like an old car trying to start. I looked at where the sound came from and saw that it was coming from behind the old shed where the softball team kept their equipment what seemed strange was that no one else had noticed the noise. Then a minute later a man in a suit with a long brown coat came out from behind the shed. I watched as he walked up to where one of the policemen was guarding people from trying to see the crime scene.

"Hello I've come to um check the… body" he said looking behind the cop as if he had no idea what was going on then he held up a wallet which from where I was standing looked blank but still the cop let him in. When I got a good look at the man's face I got this weird feeling that I had seen him before even though I knew I never had.

"We should get to class" I heard Sadie say from right next to me. I turned around and saw her looking the other way obviously not wanting to see the body.

"You don't think they're going to cancel classes today" I asked her as we started walking off.

"Probably not the teachers are probably going to want to make sure everything stays normal to not freak people out" Sadie said. We got to the classroom which usually was loud because everyone would talk to their friends before class but it was now silent because of what had been going on that morning. We went in and sat down in our seat while class started. The whole time during class I kept wondering where I had seen that man before but all I could come up with was that he had something to do with my dad. My parents are divorced and I don't really see my dad that often because he lives in England where he writes his book which was the whole reason why they got divorced because my mom didn't like how he was crazy obsessed with writing it. The only time I ever really see my dad is during the summer or other long vacations. After class was over I went to my locker to get some books for my next class till I saw the man who checked out Ms. Carlisle's body walk into her classroom as some freshman were also walking in. I knew I would get in total trouble for this but I had to know who that man was so I snuck into the class pretending to be a freshman and sat down in a nearby seat.

"Hello class I am your substitute Mr. John Smith and I will be teaching you today" Mr. Smith said. I raised my eyebrow thinking to myself

So he looks at dead bodies and he's a substitute teacher . A freshman with red hair in pigtails raised her hand.

"yes miss…"
"Mary" the freshman said telling Mr. Smith her name

"What happened to Ms. Carlisle" she asked?
"That information is confidential right now and cannot be said at the moment but I do have one thing to ask had she been acting strange before you know she kicked the bucket" Mr. Smith asked.

"Well she seemed fine quite normal actually but yesterday she did start being really cruel by giving us a pop quiz and bumping the date of our project up to next week instead of next month, why" Mary asked?

"Just wondering" Mr. Smith said shrugging his shoulder then he started taking attendance. At this point I started freaking out a bit wondering if he would notice that I was the only student that did not say "here".

"Is your name on the list" Mr. Smith asked me once he had taken everybody's name down?

"Um yes" I said making my voice a bit higher than it usually was trying to make myself sound younger.

"Your not in this class" A snobbish freshman said looking at me with a disgusted look.

"What yes I am" I said still speaking in a ridiculous high pitched voice.

"No your not" the freshman said.
"YES I AM" I said glaring at her.

"How come your names not on the list" Mr. Smith asked me raising his eyebrows.

"It's a misprint" I said. Just then over the intercom the voice of Ms. James said.

"Darcy Lightwood please return to your A period class" and then everyone looked at me. I rolled my eyes and got up and left the classroom and started walking to my real class. Eventually after class I walked straight back to the class where Mr. Smith was teaching when he walked out I started slowly following him. I soon found myself following him out to the softball field till he turned around and asked?
"Why are you following me" I stopped where I was, surprised that he had known because usually I was good at following people without being noticed.

"Who are you" I asked placing my hand on my hip.

"I'm the Doctor" he said and just then I had realized why I had recognized him. He was the character in the book my dad has been writing for about forever but that couldn't have been possible because the last time I asked my dad he told me the Doctor was fictional.