Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who for the time being. I only own my OCs. Angel Port and Abyss Hunt.

I woke up early in the morning, eager to get to school.

I jumped out of bed and threw on my casually weird choice of clothing.

I could feel today that something extraordinary was going to happen.

My apparel consisted of blue converse, a blue flannel shirt, long, blue pants, and a long, deep blue coat. My hair was long and curly, often in large rolls. My eyes blazed a fiery orange. My face was smooth and pale.

I left my house, completely ignoring breakfast. I wasn't hungry. I didn't get hungry often.

It seemed so early, the sky not even showing a glimmer of light; but the winter season made morning darker than in the spring or summer.

I was eager to get to school because I could prove my brilliance and show off how clever I was.

Oh, I was so clever. To clever for them.

I was in honors for every class with honors.

It was a little weird being a senior in high school at the age of 903. I was brilliant enough to get moved up in classes. Even then I was a little to smart.

I was picked on a lot for my apparel and my intelligence.

I often challenged myself with a question like "How many Daleks would it take to destroy Raxacoricofallapatorius?" Things like that. Riddles, if you like.

"Abyss!" Angel called to me, waving her arm.

I went to go stand next to her.

Angel was my best friend. She was brilliant like me. Not to brilliant to be human but as brilliant as they get.

I smiled and pulled my iPhone ear bud out for her to listen to.

She took the ear bud and gently placed it in her ear.

We both hummed to our favorite song.

"This is not a drive-by-y-yy-y!"

"Just a shy guy!"

"Looking for a two-ply!"

The bus suddenly pulled up.

Angel and I stepped onto it, making sure to get the first seat closest to the door.

We sat on that seat like we owned it.

The bus roared off.

I glanced at the mirror above the driver.

My crush, Ross, was looking right a me.

I turned away and blushed.

"Ross looked at me." I squealed to Angel.

"Oooh! He did?" Angel squealed too, glancing at the mirror.

"Yep." I whispered, my rosy cheeks settled a little and eventually turned back into their normal pale.

I glanced back into the mirror.

Ross was still staring.

My hearts quickened.

The bus pulled up to school.

Angel and I hurried off to our lockers.

I pulled my five, 150 paged books out of my locker and dumped them into the bag that hung around my neck.

I placed my long, blue coat into my locker.

SLAM!

My locker closed and Angel and I walked to class.

I sat down in the crowded room.

"There is supposed to be a substitute." Was murmured around the room.

The teacher/subby had not shown up yet.

The loud-speaker called its morning announcements.

Towards the end, the sub came into the room.

He walked to the desk in front of the class and put his stuff down.

His suit was brown with pinstripes and his pants had them too. His brown hair was ruffled and his face held a stupid smile.

"Good morning, class. Are we sitting comfortably?"

So! Yes! First chap of first fanfic! Whoo! What do you think? The Doctor as the subby! Brilliant! I know there are to many Time Lady OCs out there but I liked the idea and decided to get on the bandwagon. Also, so far, all the Time Lady OCs I've seen used the de-Time-Lording-thing and don't have/lost a TARDIS. .

- WhyYesImCrazy