The wind that blew Catherine's chestnut brown hair back was far chillier than she expected. In response, she pulled her hood over her head, wishing she would sink back into her winter parka. She had walked the sidewalk hundreds of times before, she could pace it with her eyes closed. There was never an object in the middle of the sidewalk, if there had been she would have veered around it like she did with every branch or stray tree. She was shocked by the very solid, very real wood blocking her path. Looking up, she saw the tall blue box in her way. Right where it hadn't been that morning and countless times before. Catherine's brow wrinkled in confusion and, acting on pure impulse, she wrapped her knuckles against the door. After multiple attempts with no result, she reached for the oddly warm metal handle and - finding it unlocked - slowly pulled the door open. Catherine gave a little gasp and her hand dropped to her side.
Slowly stepping inside, Catherine felt a mix of fear and curiosity. There was no sign of anything human inside of the box. It was at least ten times larger, brighter, and warmer. There were four staircase leading away from an elevated area, containing a console. Two lead upward, curving, the two others lead straight downwards, leading to the area underneath. The elevated main area held a console that was covered in odd lights, buttons levers, and odds and ends from what seemed like completely different eras. Slipping off her winter coat, she slowly walked up the glass ramp leading to the main area, looking around in awe as she went. Her fingers brushed against the console, trailing over the controls. Her grip tightened on a red lever, and she was about to pull it downwards when she heard the door slam shut behind her. She spun around to see a lanky man who looked as if he had been frozen halfway through a big dramatic sweeping motion. The man turned in a circle three times, seemingly wondering if he had walked into the wrong random blue box, before stopping to look at Catherine.
Well, he looked at her for all of a half a second before dashing up the ramp and stopping right in front of her, his reddish bowtie level with her chin. His green eyes scrutinized her and, from this short of a distance Catherine had to admit it, he was rather attractive. He narrowed his eyes for a second before spinning around and pulling on the lever Catherine was about to before he came in.
"So! Who are you?" He didn't seem at all phased by the appearance of a teenage girl in his… bigger on the inside spaceship.
"Uh...Catherine?" On the other hand, Catherine was confused, scared, and slightly irritated.
Catherine! Wonderful name! All …" he threw his hands up into the air, spinning to face her "exciting. So, 'C' or 'K'?"
"C…" Catherine raised a suspicious eyebrow, this was a bit too much for a cold winter's afternoon.
"Ah! Like the furry little animals!" the man inspected her again "So, Catherine with a 'C'… Little kitty cat, how did you get in?"
"The door was unlocked so I walked in…like you did… except I didn't do the little rain dance afterwards" The man grinned and ran around the console to the other side, looking at Catherine through the warped glass in the middle.
"I like you!"
"Okay… and you are?" Cat desperately wanted to head for the door, but something held her in place. She didn't know why, but she felt an odd sort of trust for the man who still refused to disclose his name.
"The Doctor, and you're about to have the time of your life!" he said, grin never faltering. And Catherine couldn't stop a smile from playing on her lips as well.