Prologue
The stars shine brightly above my head as I lay in the grass in my backyard. Every night I come out here and stare at the sky, the huge never ending sky. I love the look of it, so black and plain but exploding with life. Every star out there could have a planet just like mine. In that planet could be another girl looking up at her night sky, dreaming the same things. It was warm for a January night, I didnt even need a coat. I closed my eyes burning the sky into my thoughts so I could gaze even when the sun rose.
"Melissa! Its time to come in! Come on!" a voice called through the still night. I groaned.
"Coming mother!" I got up and started to head home when a faint noise caught my attention. It sounded like breathing, but raspy like a machine. I turned around and in the distance was a light.
"What the?" I whispered to myself. Curiosity overcame me; I walked toward the light to see what was going on.
"Melissa! You better come right now young lady! You have school in the morning!" My mothers voice was really starting to irritate me.
"I'M COMING!" I bellowed. The light was starting to take shape now; it looked like a box, A police box to be clearer.
"What the hell?" I whispered to myself. I stepped forward and stretched my hand out to feel the wood on the box. Then I got the craziest idea. Just knock. I hesitated as I reached for the door.
Knock Knock Knock
The door flew open, a man with messy hair smiled at me pleasantly.
"Why hello there! This may sound a little odd...but what year is it?" The man questioned.
"Err, 2012...January 17 2012" I was really confused.
"OH! Now I remember. Silly old me, always forgetting things." The man adjusted his bowtie, straightened out his tweed jacket and stepped out heading for the forest.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"To the town, I need to pick up a few things." the man stated confidently.
"Mr. You're going the wrong way"
"Am I now?" The man spun around on his heel looking me right in the eye.
"Would you like me to show you the way?"
"That would be lovely"
I grabbed his arm and lead him to my house. There was an awkward silence before I asked the question I was dying to ask.
"I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Err, wh-who are you?" I stuttered.
"That's a good question!" He exclaimed. There was a pause.
"You didn't answer my question." I looked at him annoyed.
"Oh! You wanted an answer! Well miss-"
"Hollis, Melissa Hollis"
"Well miss Hollis, I am the Doctor"