AN: Here's the first chapter of my very first fanfic! Enjoy!

September 6th, 2005

I'm Rory Arthur Williams. I'm 16 years old, and I live in Leadworth with my mum and dad. I go to Coal Hill School, and so does my best friend. Her name is Amelia Pond, but she insists that everyone call her Amy. She's one of the few friends I have. She's beautiful and spunky, and she still has an adorable Scottish accent even though she's been living here in Leadworth for years now. We've been friends for about as long as I can remember. She's my best friend, but I'm also in love with her.

Summer is practically over, and school starts back up in a couple days. I hope I have a class with Amy. Or even with Mels. They're the only people my age who seem to actually like spending time with me. Everyone else seems to think I'm a major nerd or some kind of freak.

It feels like it's been a long time since I've seen Amy, even though it's only been a few days. We've both been pretty busy with our back-to-school preparations. Just as I was thinking about heading over to Amy's, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it, mum!" I yelled as I ran out of my room and down the stairs. I opened up the front door, and there she was. Amy. Seeing her always takes my breath away. She's absolutely gorgeous. Her long, red hair. Her adorable smile. Her perfect, freckled face. After staring for a few awkward seconds, I remembered to act like a normal friend and invite her inside. "Hey, Amy. I was just about to head over to your place. Come on in." I tried to be casual.

"Thanks, Rory."

"Amy's here! We'll be upstairs!" I yelled to my mum, who was in the kitchen.

Amy followed me upstairs and to my room. I sat on the edge of my bed, and she sat on the large bean bag chair in the corner of my room. "So, what's up, Amy? It feels like it's been a long time since I've seen you."

"It's only been three days, Rory. I've been busy getting ready for school. Aunt Sharon keeps insisting I need to get more back-to-school outfits," she paused, then smiled, "But, yeah, I've missed you, too."

It felt like my heart skipped a beat. She said she missed me. I love it when she says that. I tried to stay nonchalant, though, for the rest of our conversation.

Time passed by quickly. Before I knew it, Amy and I had been talking for more than half an hour. I love talking with Amy. We don't even have to be doing anything, we can just talk to each other. I think that's one reason why she's my best friend. Before I knew it, my mum yelled up to me that it was time for dinner. Amy said that she should be getting home, then hugged me goodbye. It was one of those really great hugs that you never want to end. Then again, I think all of the times I've hugged Amy have been like that.

After dinner, my dad and I washed the dishes. After that, I got ready for bed. I couldn't stop thinking about Amy. Ever since I first met her she has had me captivated. Though she doesn't seem to know how I feel about her. Not that I've ever told her how I feel. I've nearly told her dozens of times, but I always chicken out... What if she doesn't feel the same way and no longer wants to be friends? I can't lose my best friend. She's never expressed any romantic interest in me, and has had crushes on other guys, even a couple boyfriends. Even so, she's the only girl that has my attention. Nobody else compares to her. If remaining friends is what makes her happy, that's what I'll be for her.

September 13th, 2005

We're only in the second week of school, and already can't wait for it to end. It turns out that Amy and I don't have any classes together this term. We've always had at least one class together for the last six years, and seeing her is always the favorite part of my day. My last class got out a few minutes before hers, so I rushed over to where Amy's class is to talk to her. But today, Amy's attention was occupied by Jeff Angelo.

As I walked towards her class, I saw Amy leaning against the lockers, talking to him. I didn't think anything of it, until I got closer. I heard them flirting. It's not like I haven't heard guys flirt with Amy before, but this was different. Jeff is very athletic, and one of the popular guys. He's on the school football team every year, and is one of the best players. Also, Amy has a bit of a crush on him. Curious, I walked slower so I could hear what they were talking about.

It sounded like Jeff was asking her out, and she proceeded to give him her number. I then heard Jeff say "But wait, what about that geek, Rory? Aren't you two... together?" Amy quickly responded: "What? No way! I mean, He's nice and everything, but we're just friends." By then I was pretty close to them, but they hadn't noticed me yet.

The way she answered so quickly without hesitation crushed me. I had always hoped that maybe, just maybe, Amy liked me too. But apparently she doesn't. I was going to just walk quickly past them and try to look like I was in a hurry, but one of my shoes got untied and I tripped right in front of them. It was extremely embarrassing. As I awkwardly got back on my feet, Amy asked me if I was alright. I responded, "No. I mean-yes. I'm-I'm fine. I gotta go."

I started to walk away, but I tripped again. After tying that stupid shoe, I quickly walked out of the school and ran home. What an awful day. I humiliated myself, and now Amy might have a boyfriend. But not just any boyfriend-Jeff Angelo, one of the most popular kids in school! There's no way I could compete with Jeff. He's athletic and popular, and I'm so nerdy and awkward…. That's when I decided. I made up my mind to tell Amy how I truly feel about her. Even if she doesn't feel the same way, I have to tell her. I just need to get this over with. Tomorrow's a Saturday, so I'll tell her tomorrow morning, maybe at 11. Hopefully this will go well...

September 14th, 2005 (the next day)

Today was the day I hoped my life (and my relationship with Amy) would change. My life did change, but not in the way that I expected it would. Not at all. It started when I was on my way to Amy's house...

After having an uneventful breakfast and rehearsing a few dozen times that morning what I was going to say (and sounding more and more ridiculous each time), I decided to head to Amy's house. I grabbed by knapsack out of habit and slung it over my shoulders. I told my mum and dad that I was going to Amy's, and was quickly on my way.

It seemed like it would be a good day: the sun was shining, and there was a cool Autumn breeze. I was just a few blocks away from her house when I saw a strange sight: blue police box on the sidewalk. I had never seen it there before, and this was a route that I walked quite often. Strange that it would be right on the middle of the sidewalk too. I'd never seen a police box here in Leadworth before, only in old pictures of London. I didn't really think that much of it because I was in such a hurry to get to Amy's house, but little did I know that it would be very important later on...

When I got to Amy's house, the atmosphere felt... strange. There are usually birds chirping near the bird feeder in her aunt's garden, but the area was unusually silent with nervous tension. I got to her front door, mentally rehearsing what I would say when she came outside to greet me. After a few moments of hesitation, I finally knocked on her front door. To my surprise, the door opened! It looked like someone had tampered with the lock. I was alarmed. I felt my stomach cramp as I realized that someone had broken in. I pushed open the door and called out "Hello? Is anyone home? Amy? Are you there?"

I heard a voice from behind me. "She isn't home, Rory, not anymore. I was too late. Amy is gone."

- End of Chapter 1 -