Juliana's outfit is on my polyvore, which can be found on my profile.
Also, I am reposting this, because I thought it could use some work.
Just when I thought my plan was bulletproof, it got shot. They had found me. I was running away, from who you ask? From my family. Typical 20 year-old thing to do, but this wasn't just because I didn't like my family. No, it was much more. They were not the best people in the world. Yes they were abusive, and yes they wanted to kill me. Another Typical story-line. Just wait. My 'parents' aren't of this world. I heard them one night. They didn't say what they were, but I am more than positive that the language they were speaking in wasn't human.
The thing is, I know that I don't belong here. This world doesn't seem right to me. My 'parents' don't seem right to me. I see people in my dreams. A girl with blonde hair, and gorgeous brown eyes that would make any man swoon. I saw her cradle a baby in her arms, and her husband would take the little baby out of her hands and whisper words into her ear. They told her stories about a man who travel the universe, saving people, being the last of his kind. He was the kindest, bravest, smartest man in the universe, but for the same reason he was the most feared. The little girl asked them why, and her mother responded the same every-time, "He scares them, because they know he can stop them, destroy them, wipe out everyone of them in a millisecond." There was a beach that they always went to, I can't remember the name but every year on a certain date they went, and placed flowers there. I don't know why, but they always did. Flashes of a little girl growing up with them started when I was younger, then the girl mysteriously left, leaving her mother to cry and cry. But two words floated around those dreams, the same two words. Bad Wolf...
I don't remember much of my childhood, my 'mother' said that I hit my head and had a small case of amnesia. I lost all my memories in return. Something about that didn't make sense. I had memories, very faint memories, but they were there.
Anyway, I was searching the streets of London to find a place to hide. It was quite hard. Lots of people bumping into you and doors that won't let you in. Everywhere I turned they were there, It was like they were tracking me or something. I turned down an alleyway, and saw it. The thing that would change my life.
The Blue Box.
I bolted towards it, trying to make it before they could find me here. I opened the doors and fell inside.
"Who are you?" A man asked. I looked up at him. He was tall, a mop for hair, and was wearing a tweed jacket and a bow-tie.
"I'm Juliana Carter, who the hell are you?" I asked him, looking him dead in the face.
"I'm The Doctor." He answers.
"Why are you wearing a bow-tie?"
'Bow-ties are cool."
"Well, Doctor, what is this?"
"This is the TARDIS, Time and Relative dimension In Space." He looked at me, with curious eyes, "I have to go now, going to visit some old friends. You can stay here if you like."
"No!" I yelled, giving him a shock.
"What?"
"You can't leave me here alone, they are coming to get me. I don't what they are, but they are coming." He walked up to me, putting his hands on my shoulders.
"Who's coming Juliana?"
"My parents, they aren't from this world, and they are trying to kill me."
"Do you know what they are?"
"No, but they scare me."
"You are coming with me. I can't let you out of my sight now."
He started walking towards the door. He turned to me, and gestured for me to come along. I walked up next to him and we walked out together.
I looked at the front of the alleyway, and saw them. The Doctor looked at me, and I nodded. He grabbed my hand.
"Run.."