A/N: This is my first fanfiction for a TV show so I hope it turned out all right. Please review!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Doctor Who stuff or any of its characters.


The Corner of Her Eye

Ring! The blaring tone jerked Shayla from dozing on her desk.

Finally. Shayla thought math was the worst. It was her hardest class, it was right before lunch (so she was hungry), and it was just... well, math.

Shayla had been assigned a lot of homework, too. She quickly gathered up her pencil, folder, and textbook, dropping her pencil twice in the process, all before trudging out the classroom door and into the busy hallway. Shayla made her way to her locker slowly, slipping between people and darting to avoid big rowdy groups. She was always against the main stream of people before lunch. She quickly unlocked her locker and shoved her math materials inside.

"Boo!" That was Fiona, of course. Shayla turned around and pushed her locker closed. It would probably explode when she went to get her things for history.

"What's up?" Shayla said and started walking down the hall with Fiona. The crowd had thinned considerably; almost everyone was at lunch.

"Nothing much. I have this project in lit arts due tomorrow. It's going to take forever."

"And when was it assigned?" Shayla asked skeptically.

"Um... last Tuesday?" When Shayla looked at her like she should have known better, Fiona defended herself.

"Hey, I was busy!"

"Doing what?"

"Stuff. Like other homework."

Shayla rolled her eyes. "And what you mean by that is you were busy watching Doctor Who. Am I right, or am I right?" They were at the cafeteria now.

"Well, it's a good show! You should try watching it sometime." They sat down and started to unpack their lunches.

"I do watch it - every time I come over your house."

"Okay, so what was the last episode we watched together about?" Fiona challenged.

"Those statue things... the ones that look like angels." She took a bite out of her burrito and added, "They were terrifying."

"First of all, they're called Weeping Angels. Second, it wasn't just about the Weeping Angels - Sally Sparrow had to figure out the Easter egg was meant for her, and she had to return the TARDIS to the Doctor." Fiona opened her thermos to find chicken noodle soup. It was no surprise.

"Whatever."

"Oh, and that reminds me-" Fiona stopped talking when Shayla rolled her eyes and sighed loudly. Then she said, "What?"

"Oh, nothing. Go on."

When Fiona demanded, "What?" Shayla said, "Well, it would be nice to talk about something other than Doctor Who at lunch. That's all you ever talk about."

Fiona had heard this before and was not taken aback. "Can I just tell you about this episode I watched yesterday?" When Shayla didn't reply, Fiona added in, "It won't take long."

"Fine."

"So it was called The Time of Angels and-"

"Oh, I didn't know there was more than one episode with the Weeping Angels in them," Shayla said, surprised.

Fiona shook head disbelievingly and opened her mouth to say something. Then, thinking otherwise, she closed it. Then she finally said, "You're hopeless."

"You're just obsessed with Doctor Who, that's all," Shayla replied. "Now finish your story."

"So anyway, Amy gets trapped in this trailer thing..." Fiona trailed off, trying to remember some detail. "Maybe it wasn't a trailer... I don't know, but that's not the point. There was a video on of the Angel they were looking for, and Amy looked in its eyes too long, and she started freaking out 'cause she thought she was turning into stone. It was a really awesome episode. There are actually two episodes to it, but I haven't watched the second part yet. You should watch it."

Every single time Fiona told Shayla about a Doctor Who episode, it ended with the statement 'you should watch it.' And almost every time Fiona said this, Shayla replied,

"I'm sure I will... the next time I'm at your house."

Fiona blew on her soup and slurped it. Shayla's burrito was half eaten.

For a few minutes, they ate in silence. Then Shayla said, "So anything new other than Doctor Who?"

"Umm... this is sort of about Doctor Who, but my TARDIS Converse should arrive in the mail tomorrow!"

"That's cool," Shayla replied. It was an improvement to talk about shoes - even if they were shoes associated with Doctor Who. "How many pairs will that be?"

"I have a gray pair, a pair with the British flag on it, a red pair, and, as of tomorrow, a TARDIS pair."

"Do you plan to get every color?" Shayla asked, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Fiona didn't hear it. "Not every color... I want a purple pair, though..."

Only five minutes later the bell rang and there was another stampede of eighth graders trying to get to their next class.

"Mom!" Shayla yelled as she pushed open the door to her house and walked inside. "You home?"

No answer. Shayla swung her backpack off her shoulder and threw it on the couch in the family room to the right of the door. She then trudged into the kitchen for a snack. On the counter she found a note from her mom saying she would be home a little after 7:00 p.m. because she had to work an hour longer and get food for dinner.

"Stupid," Shayla muttered and grabbed a package of Oreos from the counter. Shayla knew very well her mom would not be making dinner tonight. She would order out for pizza, just like every time she had to stay late at work.

Shayla stuck an Oreo in her mouth and walked back to the family room to get her backpack. After heaving it onto her shoulder, she plodded up the stairs and started to munch on another cookie. By the time she was at the top, she had taken out her phone to start texting Fiona. She kicked the door to her room open without looking away from her phone. She walked in, sat down on her bed, and kicked her door closed.

It took Shayla barely a second to notice something was wrong. There was something in her room. She was scared to take her eyes off her phone.

But she could see, just out of the corner of her eye, what was there. She wrenched her gaze from her phone to look at it.

A Weeping Angel stood with its hands on its face, frozen in stone.


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