Chapter 1:
It's 8 o'clock in the morning and everyone is piling aboard a school bus destined for the Great Escape. Well, everyone who's in chorus at least.
As we climb aboard, everyone was of course giving me weird looks. I don't know why. I mean, they should be use to me wearing my bright blue Chucks with shorts. Honestly. What other shoes are even worth wearing? Converse rock. Even the Doctor agrees, based on the show. Plus, they are insanely comfortable. And, besides, it could have been worse. I could have been wearing the ones I had decorated myself. They were white knock-offs; now they're covered in fabric paint and pay homage to Doctor Who. The only reasons I wasn't wearing them was one, because I had just finished them last night, and two, there was the possibility they would get wet and I hadn't sealed them yet. No need to ruin them.
Anyway, they would get used to them in a minute.
About 2 ½ hours later, we were pulling into the parking lot at Great Escape. Everyone got off the bus and gathered in groups. In my group were my friends Caitie, Krystal, Elissa, Lauren, and John. After everyone was through the gates, we were told to meet up at the food area by 11 o'clock for the competition and lunch. Everyone agreed and then we were off.
At 10:30 we started making our way to the food are. We took first in the competition and then had lunch. After that, we headed to the Comet. That was when I saw it. A blue 1950's police box sitting off to the side of the pathway. It had a 'Pull to Open Free for use of Public' sign on one door and a St. John's Ambulance Service sticker on the other. Its golden Yale lock glowed brightly in the sun.
Could it be? I thought. Is that the TARDIS? Slowly, I walked closer. I was about 3 steps away from the mysterious (but awesome, if I was right) blue box when the door burst open. Out flew a tall, paper thin man with messy brown hair wearing red Chucks, a brown pinstripe suit, and a long brown trench coat. In other words, the Doctor.
I stood, gaping in surprise, as he literally ran into me. I fell to the ground with a gasp and he tumbled down beside me.
He lay stunned for a minute before jumping to his feet.
"Are you alright?" he asked, offering a hand to help me up. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. My head barely came up to his shoulder.
"Yeah," I answered. "I'm Erika." Would he introduce himself as the Doctor or as John Smith?
"Nice to meet you, Erika. I'm the Doctor. Love to stay and chat, but there's…. stuff…happening. So, bye!" He started to run past me, but I caught his sleeve and stopped him,
"Do you need any help?" I asked. He blinked in surprise.
"Are you offering?" the Doctor asked slowly.
I rolled my eyes. "No. I'm asking if you need help for no reason at all." I smirked at him. He grinned and ran his hand through his already messy hair.
"Sure. Come on then!" He started running again. I took one glance at my friends who, apparently not having noticed my absence, were still walking toward the rollercoaster. Then, I ran after the Doctor.
