A/N; HEY EVERYONE. I JUST STARTED THIS STORY AND IM VERY EXCITED. ITS NOT MY FIRST BUT IT HAD TO BE MY FAVORITE PLOT LINE. ITS NOT GOING TO FOLLOW THE EPISODES BECAUSE IM MAKING UP MY OWN PLOT LINE BUT I MIGHT THROW IN JUST A FEW OLD ADVENTURES. WELL ENJOY!
CHAPTER 1
I never really thought of myself as special. Yes, however cIiche that might sound it's true. I was one of the millions of people on the Earth… one of the many planets in our solar system…which was one of billions in the galaxy…which was one of trillions in the universe. I was smaller than even the smallest speck when you put it in that perspective. I was going to have one of those normal lives; finish school, get a decent job, fall in love, have a few kids, raise them, grow old, then die. I wasn't expecting this; I wasn't expecting a whirlwind of craziness to come whisk me away, but it did.
There once was a man unlike any other, who fell from the heavens. Although he looked ordinary he was everything but. My madman in a blue box came down from the stars and stole me away. Oh the adventures we had…unknown planets, bursting nebulas, falling stars, and the constant running from danger. With my hand in his I thought we could take on the universe. But like any good story ours came to an end not with a whimper but with a big bang.
Before I tell you our ending I have to start from my beginning. I had moved to New York from San Diego after high school to follow my dreams of being an animator. I was 20 years old and in my third year. I had gotten this nice job down in a cute little art supplies shop down in Queens and I spent most of my free time there. I loved to teach the painting seminars for the kids and teens. I taught them how to use the different types of paints and canvas. For every session I got to keep half the wages that the parents paid and the canvas I demonstrated on.
I was running a bit late to work one morning. My roommate Jenna forgot to reset the alarm and I had to scramble up and throw on whatever I had on the first self of my closet. I ended up wearing some black overalls and a navy blue T-shirt under and I could never leave the apartment without my beat up converse, of course. My dark chestnut hair was pulled back in a side French/ponytail braid. I quickly stuck my phone in the front pocket of my overalls and ran down main to the subway. I wasn't really paying attention and smacked straight into a tall lanky man.
We both tumbled down to the dirty New York cement and I swear I saw a rat under a hotdog cart. I squeaked at the sight and quickly tried to get back up, but bumped heads rather hardly with the bowtie wearing man who was still on top of me. I saw a flash of an explosion and him running to a small blue box. The flash ended but gave me an overwhelming sense of confusion and a headache.
"Ow. What did you do that for?" He whined in his obvious British accent, while pulling himself up and rubbing his head. He shook his floppy hair and stuck a hand out to help me up. I laid there still mildly confused of the vision that popped in my brain. He rolled his green eyes and pulled me back up anyway.
"Blue box…explosion…you…" I heard myself muttering. I shook my head then forgot. My eyes focused on the strange man who was still holding my hand. I pulled it back from his grasp and chuckled awkwardly.
He looked at me warily "What?"
I shook my head embarrassed "Oh nothing, just this weird vision I got when we bumped heads. I'm sorry about that by the way I'm a bit late for work"
He rubbed his forehead and looked back at me. "I'm sorry I didn't catch your name?"
"Jewels." I mumbled slightly self-conscious of my name. It was kind of unusual and not many people understood it. They thought of my name as a way to show my mother was greedy but it wasn't that at all. I was the first child of the four and my mom considered us her "treasures" so since I was her first treasure I was named Jewels.
His eyes lit up "That's beautiful. Well, Jewels it's been a pleasure meeting you but like yourself in in quite of a hurry. But let me just tell you one thing before I go. Be careful. There are a lot of reports of missing girls and I wouldn't want you to be on that list."
I nodded a bit wary but saw the genuine concern in his face and I smiled. He did as well and waved before he began to walk away.
"Hey wait!" I yelled and he spun around. "What's your name?"
He smiled this sad smile and said "I'm the Doctor." With that he spun back around and ran through an ally.