Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who in any way.

-About Me-

My name is Jill M. Law. I live in California at a nice house on a beach. I'm 23 and I live alone in my house. I often wish for company. I'm British and I came to America to find a new life, tired of my old one. My dad lives in London and is rich. He often sends half a thousand dollars to me so I can live peacefully. My mom lives in Japan. She works as an English teacher for Japanese students. She teaches them English. I have a brother who lives a few miles from here with his wife and children. He works at the local gym so I see him often. Gotta stay in shape. I'm skinny because I barely eat because my stomach gets upset easily. I only eat small amounts of food. Only when I'm REALLY hungry. I work in a beach shake a mile west of my home. I'm telekinetic. I can levitate items with my mind. I was born with it. It's really handy when my hands are full or when I'm just being lazy. Oh, I LOVE pasta!

-Home-

I sluggishly woke up, extremely tired.

I just turned over, trying to sleep again.

The sun was glittering through my window blinds right in my face.

I groaned and sat up.

"I've got to do something about these blinds!" I shouted at the closed window.

I sighed, turning around.

I went to an extreme party on the beach last night with all my friends. We got drunk, danced, and laughed.

Luckily, my brother stopped me from taking one of my friends home that night.

I sat down at my desk.

I lifted my hand towards my brush.

It came off the ground.

I waved it over and it started brushing my hair.

My telekinetic powers are very handy!

I managed to make my hair straight.

I left my bedroom, dressed in a long, white shirt and boxers. They. Were. Comfortable.

I sat down at the island in my kitchen and used my powers to make breakfast while I read a magazine I left on the table the night before.

My breakfast came and I ate is slowly, pondering my thoughts about how I gonna spend my Sunday.

I stood up, breakfast in hand and sat down on the couch in the living room.

I winked at my telly and it blinked to life.

I watched some Bones, Warehouse 13, and Heros.

These were my top 3 favorite tv shows.

After several hours of watching telly, the channel changed on its own.

"What the hell?" I asked myself, flicking the channel back.

Nothing changed.

"What show is this?" I barked, standing up after putting my scrambled eggs aside.

The show on telly was nothing. A stone statue depicting an angel stood in the middle of a room, its hands covering its face.

The image was time stamped.

0:01-0:10. The entire time, the angel just stood there. The recording just played over and over.

I blinked.

The angel's hands now were uncovered from its face, showing it's cold, stony eyes.

I stepped back from the telly.

The time stamp read the same thing as before.

0:01-0:10.

"What the hell is this?" I yelled, stepping towards the telly.

I levitated my remote control and clicked off the telly.

The screen went black but flicked right back on.

My anger was starting to boil.

I get angry easily. Especially at technology.

I took a long blink.

The angel was now outside of the telly, leaving the room empty.

The angel was 3D now!

I gasped.

"How is that possible?" I stepped around the angel, eyeing it.

All the lights in my house suddenly shut off for a second and flicked back on.

The angel was turned towards me, it's arms outstretched and bearing its sharp teeth.

I screamed, falling over my table.

A man suddenly ran into my house.

"Don't blink!" He yelled to me.

"Who are you?" I screamed back.

"Not now. Do not blink at that angel!"

"Why?"

"It will kill you!"

"It was an image on my telly! How can it be IN my house?"

"The image of an angel is an angel!"

I just looked at the man strangely, but he kept his eyes trained on the angel.

He waved his handed over to me.

I stood up and ran over to him.

"What is that thing?" I asked, breathless.

"A Weeping Angel." He replied.

"A Weeping whatnow?"

"A Weeping Angel. The moment they are seen by any living thing, they literally freeze into stone. Quantum locked." The man explained.

"Shouldn't we get out of here?" I asked.

He nodded and grabbed my hand tightly.

"Ready?" He poked me with his elbow.

"Yes."

We turned and ran out of the front door, which was open.

The man was extremely fast, his brown coat flailing about in the air.

We ran all the way to a blue police phone box.

"What are we doing at a phone box?" I asked, breathless, gasping.

The man ignored my question and unlocked the box, shoving me inside.

He brushed past me to a machine in the room.

I stared around in awe at the room I was now in.

The room was a golden color with coral beams and a grated floor. Rails ran along the edge of the grated platform.

There was a machine in the middle of the room with a blue pillar in the middle. The man was busy messing with the controls to notice my shock.

"It's..." I began, breathless.

The man glanced at me.

"Yes?"

"Bigger on the inside." I finished.

"Yes it is."

"HOW in the world is that possible?" I asked, stunned.

"It's a whole other dimension inside a phone box." The man explained, messing around with the controls more.

I sat down on the seat behind him.

"Who are you?" I asked, rather suddenly.

"The Doctor." He replied.

"Hmm. Interesting." I cracked a smile.

"Who are you?" The Doctor asked me.

"Jill M. Law. 23 years old." I replied immediately.

The Doctor seemed surprised at my immediate response.

He looked at my eyes.

One was black, the other was yellow.

"What is up with your eyes?" The Doctor asked, walking over to me.

I glared at him like a hawk. "I'm born this way." I replied, thinking of the song "Born this way" from Lady GaGa.

"Brilliant." The Doctor looked over me.

"Doctor. What about that "Weeping Angel?" I asked, snapping the Doctor back to reality.

"Oh, yes. Well. We need to make the angel stay frozen forever. I think I know how." The Doctor seemed to smirk almost.

"How?"

"We need to lead him somewhere. Is there a place around here with statues?"

"Yeah. The library has a statue of a man with a book tucked under his arm."

"Let's go there then!"

Chapter one seems so far, so good. :3 Tell me how you like it? This is my first fanfiction so I'm not sure if it's good enough.

R&R!

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