Diana walked through the streets with shopping bags in one hand, a cell phone in the other. She was on the phone to her mother.
"Alright, alright! I'm on my way home!... You can't treat me like a child any more mum, I'm 21!... No, I'm out shopping... Fine... I'll see you soon... Love you too, bye." She finished and flipped the phone shut.
She looked up a little too late though. She ran right into a man and her bags dropped along with her phone.
"Bloke! Look what you've done!" She muttered under her breath, she turned around to face the man. "Oh I'm terribly sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" She said and bent down next to him to help pick up the bags.
They both stood back up and the man looked at her with a surprised look on his face.
"What? What is it? Is there something on me?" She asked.
"...No-no..."
"Then what is it?" She demanded.
"You-you just look familiar... Like an old friend... But that's impossible, so I'm The Doctor!" He said and stuck out his hand.
"What kind of name is that? The Doctor, Doctor who?"
"Just, The Doctor."
"Alright then, good enough for me-" She said and took his hand in a shake, "I'm Diana."
"Nice to meet you Diana, have a good day!" The man finished and strolled off down the street.
"That was strange." She said to herself and continued to her car.
-Later-
She pulled into her parents' driveway and walked inside.
"Mum, I'm home!" She called through the large house. Her mother won the lottery with a ticket she got as a wedding gift and they were rather rich.
"Well it's about time too!" Her mother's voice rang from the dinning room. "What happened to your hair?" She asked when her head poked around the corner.
"Some bloke ran into me on my way to my car. He called himself 'The Doctor' strange isn't it? I asked doctor what and he said 'Just The Doctor'."
"Hm... 'The Doctor'? That name sounds familiar. Like-like something from a dream."
"I guess you could put it like that." Diana replied.
She rummaged through the cupboards and grabbed out a bag of pretzels. She went to the living room and clicked the television on. The news was showing that it was raining, but it was perfectly sunny outside. Sunny, but not very warm. She found herself playing with the key she got from her great-grandfather. He never told her what it was for exactly, only to keep it away from her mother. He had said this, "It's the key to the universe, happiness and death. It is also the key of your mind." But her great-grandfather was always a little out there. He talked of a great man that walked the Earth, but never found happiness. He was always alone and it was his curse. He saved lives, including grandpa's, but was rarely thanked. He told her all these stories, but never when mother was around. He told Diana to never tell her mother of such stories.
"Donna? Donna sweetheart, could you lend me a hand? And, Diana if you're up there could you come too?" Diana's father's voice came from outside breaking her thoughts.
"Well I'm sure not going outside. I'm busy." Donna called out.
Diana clicked off the television, pulled her autumn coat on, and went outside to the backyard. She looked up as a pile of cold, wet leaves plopped on her head. Her father was on the roof.
"What are you doing up there? You'll get yourself killed you will!" She yelled up to him brushing the leaves off.
"I had to clear these blasted nuts the squirrels keep leaving in the gutters. They're getting blocked again!" He called down.
"You're too old to be doing things like that." She started climbing up the ladder.
"Are you calling me old?"
"Well it's true!"
She reached the top and sent her father down to go help her mom with dinner. She took the rake and started scooping out the leaves and nuts crammed into the gutter. Somewhere from behind her came a strange grinding noise and a draft.
She looked behind her and saw a blue box sitting in the park.
"Well that certainly wasn't there before. What is it?" She said to herself and climbed down the ladder.
-A few minuets later-
She walked across the street and looked at it.
"Police Box... What's a Police Box doing here? These haven't been around since the 50's." She said allowed. "Oi! Now I'm talking to myself!"
She walked forward and tried opening it, but it was locked. She walked around looking to see if there was someway to get inside or to see how it got there. She was at the back when the door squeaked open.