Before this story starts, I'd just like to say that I'm a normal person, living a normal life.

I'd like to say that.

My life has turned from weird, to freakin' insane.

It all happened when I met the Doctor. And for those of you who don't know who the Doctor is, I'll tell you.

He's an alien, believe it or not. A madman with a stolen blue box that travels through time and space. No one knows his real name; he just calls himself "the Doctor".

Crazy right?

The Doctor may be amazing, smart, and super powerful, but he's like fire. Stand too close and people get burned. Unfortunately, I didn't learn that until after I let him be my friend.

Big mistake.

Becoming friends with the Doctor was one of the worst things I ever did. But it was also one of the best.

He came to my house in the middle of the night on my eighteenth birthday, and he instantly struck me as the most amazing man I'd ever met. Within minutes, he'd whisked me away in his TARDIS.

That's the blue box by the way.

Time And Relative Dimension In Space.

That's what it stands for.

On the outside it's small, but on the inside it's enormous. It's like a never ending maze.

I loved it.

In the TARDIS time seemed to stop. The Doctor told me we had forever to go wherever we wanted, and do anything we wanted.

I believed him.

Another big mistake.

He took me to the farthest reaches of the universe. We met aliens and saved worlds.

And then he left me.

Just like that.

He dropped me off in my bedroom, the same place he'd taken me away.

Apparently out forever had just gone down the drain.

Because he never came back.

It wasn't until he was gone that I realized I'd fallen in love with him.

It's strange, I know. The Time Lord and the eighteen year old singer.

Did I mention I'm a singer?

Because I am.

I go to Hollywood Arts, a school for people who wanna be famous.

I live in Los Angeles, California with my mom, dad, and really annoying sister Trina.

I didn't tell anyone the truth about the Doctor. They'd think I was crazy and lock me in the nut house.

But then I started to wonder if I really was crazy. After all, I was in love with an alien. A time travelling alien.

After the Doctor left me, everyone at school noticed that I was kinda depressed.

And I was.

They kept saying it was just like an overnight thing.

And it was.

Literally.

But if I'm gonna tell this story, I might as well start from the beginning.

So here goes…