Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or anything related to it (sadly). I shed a tear each time I have to say that…

"Wake up woman!"

I peak my eyes open the slightest bit but squeeze them shut again. "What do you want Aimee?"

"Sierra, you've got to get your little butt up and get to school or you're going to get suspended again!"

I rolled my eyes at Aimee's protective nature towards me. Aimee is my roommate; we met at the orphanage when we were little. She works in a small shop on the outskirts of London, while I go to a small secondary school. I've already been suspended twice this semester and it's only October.

We tell each other everything, except one thing. I have a secret, but that's not important now.

I got up and got dressed in the quickest outfit I could put together, which consisted of a lime green skirt and a political t-shirt, along with indoor soccer shoes.

I stuffed Rosette, my Protector, into my backpack and ran out of the flat. I sprinted off to school and rammed straight into a man dressed in a suit and sneakers. "Oh, crap, sorry," I said and kept on running. When I got to school I was late, no surprise there.

When school was finally over I slowly walked home, taking as many side streets and alleys as I could. I saw a flash from the corner of my eyes. I whipped around and saw nothing. 'I think I'm going crazy,' I mumbled to myself. I turned and started walking again when I saw a big blue phone box. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I knocked lightly on the door. "Oh god, I'm really going crazy," I said as I went around the box.

"No you're not."

"And now there are voices in my head. Joy! Wait, what?" I turned around again and saw the man I bumped into this morning. "Hello again. Please tell me you're not trying to kidnap me, I mean I only bumped into you by accident and it wasn't that hard…"

"Oh, no, I'm not trying to kidnap you! I'm just here to… well I don't know what I'm here for, but I know it's not to kidnap you" he said with a giant smile on his face. 'I bet he's cocky' I thought.

"Right. Okay, good. 'Cos if you were gonna kidnap me I'd have to set you straight."

"So where are we?"

"London… England."

"What year is it?"

"Uh… It's 2010. Why?"

"Just wondering." This man made me curious. He reminded me of me when I first arrived on Earth. What human doesn't know what year it is? 'But who says he's human,' I contradicted in my head.

"I'm Sierra."

"I'm the Doctor."

I gasped. I'd heard legends about the Doctor but I didn't know he was really real. I thought everyone just made up those stories to keep naughty children in line.

"What kinda name is the Doctor?"

"It's… not important."

"Well Doc, whatcha doin in London?"

"Just visiting, and you, your accent isn't a Londoner's accent. Where are you from?"

Oh crap, my accent. Never could pick up that London accent. Been here for 10 whole years and I still haven't gotten that stupid accent. "I'm from…" Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap! Where is it that Aimee says my accent is from? I scrambled to think of a place. "I'm from… Canada! That's right, Canada." I nodded. I couldn't exactly tell him where I'm really from.

"Oh! I've been to Canada, the country not the planet. Great place, excellent skating, cold though!"

"There's a planet called Canada?"

"Yeah! It's in the Heros solar system. It's on the outskirts of the Phoenix Nebula…"

I plastered a fake confused look on my face and tuned him out. I guessed he had a bad case of verbal diarrhea, worse than me, which is hard to do.

"…Which is right next to the planet Khiersten, who're at war with the planet Trevaillian."

My eyes widened at the mention of Trevaillian. I silently scoled myself for being paranoid, he couldn't possibly know. "So you're telling me that there're alien on all these planets?"

"Yup!"

"And you know this for a fact? Or are you just making all this up to intrigue me and make me follow you?"

"Yes, I do know this for a fact and no I am not trying to lure you anywhere."

"How could you possibly know this for a fact?"

"I know because I've been there."

"How could you have been there?"

"I've been here cos of this," he said, his voice sweeling with pride, as he patted the big, blue phone box.

"So you're saying some blue box carries you around the universe. Bit small for a spaceship, don'tcha think?"

"It's bigger on the inside."

"Is it now? Let's get a look then."

He unlocked the door and led me inside. I had to admit it was a beautiful ship. It was smaller than what I expected, the way he hyped it up, "It's a bit small isn't it?"

"What?"

"And this control panel, It's a bit subpar, don't you think?"

"What?"

"And this disguise, could you bust up your chameleon circuit at a worse time, I mean, honestly. It's a phone box, who travels around space in a phone box?"

"WHAT?!"