1- Aleesia Abbigail Andro
(B.A.N: I own nothing relating to Doctor Who or whatever else pops up. *Cue theme music*)
My name is Aleesia Andro. I'm eighteen and I live in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. On December 25th, my life changed forever. It's when I met him. The man who can make you feel every bit stupid but still make you laugh about it. The man who would do anything for his traveling partner. Who can take you to worlds beyond your wildest dreams. On December 25,2008, my time, I met the Doctor.
*Time warpy music*
"Aleesia!"
I turned and saw my best friend,Tatian, pointing over my shoulder. He looked scared. I sighed, thinking it was Olivia, the female bully.
"What the hell is that?" he asked me.
I turned, confused. "What the--" I said.
"How did a police box from London in the 1950's wind up in the Theology wing?" I asked him.
"A what from a when?" Tatian asked. "Never have been good at History, Sia."
I sighed again, I hadbeen doing his history homework since the third grade.
"Back in London, in the 1950s, they had one of these on every corner." I said,walking around it. "Well, not exactly, the windows are too small."
"But what's it doing in school?" Tatian asked.
"Not a clue in hell." I said looking at him. "NANCY DREW TIME!" I said laughing.
"You're gonna get us in trouble." Tatian complained.
"Then stay here." I said. "Hmm, there's no handle."
"What's that on the floor?" Tatian said.
"Where?" I said, looking around the blue box.
"By your foot, Sherlock." Tatian said,leaning against my locker.
"Hmmm? Oh!" I saw it laying there, kind of right it front of me. Wow, did I feel stupid.
I walked to toward the blue box slowly, when the key levitated out of my hand and into the lock.
"Cool." I whispered.
"Aleesia...be careful." Tatian cautioned.
"I'll be fine,Tat. Jeez, you worry too much."
"HOLY CROWISH HELL!" I exclaimed. The police box looked relatively small from the outside, I was able to circle it and was still in regular speaking distance from Tatian. But inside it was freakin' huge. Looking around,I saw a big machine in the middle, and a basement like thing below a grate and it looked like it was big enough for a man of six feet tall. I saw a couch seatish thing and decided to wait for the person who owned it to come back. There was a chair nearer tp the machine, maybe I should sit there.
Nah.
'Cause it's right by the door. They'll see me too fast and kick me out. I'll stay here. "The couch seatish thing is really comfy. " I thought sleepily. "I wonder where...this...came...from." I muttered into a deep sleep.
(E.A.N: Well, there is chapter 1. I don't know if I like it yet. What do you think?)