Hello! I'm a new fan fic writer and I started writing this story about a couple days ago. I have uploaded this as a story already, but I messed up (silly me) so I decided to publish it again? Please excuse me, I'm still trying to learn how to use this site. Some have already read this, I sincerely apologize for this! But I will upload all the chapters to make up for it.

The TARDIS materialized in front of the Maitland's house. The Doctor opened the door and smiled. It was a beautiful day outside. He knocked on the door and said,

"Hello Artie and Angie! Is Clara home?"

Angie opened the door and yelled for Clara to come down.

"What is it, Angie? I'm still in my pajamas. Can't you-Oh, hi Doctor!" Clara exclaimed.

"It's 4:00 in the afternoon, Clara." Angie rolled her eyes.

The Doctor blushed profusely. He was thinking about how adorable she was in her pajamas.

"Doctor…? Hello? Why are you staring at me? Do I have drool on my face?"

"Yes! Am I? I was looking at your erm… pajamas! Very cute penguins." The Doctor babbled.

Clara raised her eyebrow. They could hear Angie laughing behind the door.

"Oi! What did I say about eavesdropping?" Clara yelled.

They were quiet for a couple minutes. Both were equally embarrassed.

"So… ready for another adventure, my Impossible Girl?"

"I'm sorry, Chin Boy, but I can't travel in your snog box today. I kind of have a date tonight. A couple of my girl friends set me up with their good-looking coworker." Clara snorted.

The Doctor's face fell. He wasn't just sad, he was angry. And he had no idea why. Did he really come to love Clara Oswald? No one had ever heard of a Time Lord falling in love with a human.

"Doctor, your face is turning different colors."

"Really? Alright. Tomorrow, then?" he asked.

She nodded. The Doctor made himself comfortable on the couch and started to eat his Jammie Dodgers.

"Does Clara not feel the way I do? I'm so nervous to admit that I….love her. She's my Soufflé girl." He thought.

"Doctor?" A voice interrupted his thoughts.

He turned and saw Angie standing at the door. Angie smirked, as if she knew his secret. She sat next to him on the couch.

"Doctor. I know you love Clara." She announced loudly.

"Shhh! What if she heard you?" He looked upstairs nervously.

"I got a plan. I'll tell it to you once she's out of the house."

Suddenly, he heard quiet footsteps down the stairs. Clara beamed at both of them. She was wearing a beautiful black dress that looked perfect on her. She had put on makeup and the Doctor had never seen her so gorgeous before.

"Well? How do I look?" Clara demanded.

"Um..uh…Y-you look…w-wonderful." He stuttered.

"Best be off. I'll be back in a couple of hours, mind you. Don't get into any mischief now."

Finally, Clara was out the door and driving off. The Doctor felt wistful. He wished that he were the one going with Clara on a date.

"She's gone! Okay, Doctor. Listen here and listen well. You're going to tell Clara how you feel about her. And we have just the way to do it."

The Doctor listened intently while grinning the entire time.

The Doctor's hands were very sweaty when Angie finished. Why was he so nervous and scared? And better off, why was he feeling jealous?