A/N- Hi! This is my first story that I wrote I hope it's good. Feel free to message me about it and please review even if it is to tell me how much it sucks. Haha I co-wrote this with bshorty73. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer- I do not own anything Doctor Who only Bliss and the rest of my OC's.
Chapter 1
The glare of the streetlight was harsh in the surrounding darkness. I saw a bright white light from the corner of my eye. I brushed it off as nothingness. Dance was exhausting tonight and all I want to do is sleep. I finally got to the edge of my driveway when I saw the TV light on.
"Well I guess my parents are still up." I mumbled to myself. I slowly opened the door as quietly as I could and tiptoed up the stairs. "Bliss Rose Simon! Where do you think your going. It is 12:00 A.M!" Great. I slowly turn afraid to face my mom. "Hi Mom." "Where were you. Your Father and I were worried sick!" She said with a scowl on her face.
I rolled my eyes. Liar. She was watching Doctor Who and had probably forgot about me being late.
"Sorry Mom some friends were asking me about some moves and positions and then I took a small drive." "You could have called." "I forgot'.' "You do it again and you're grounded." Then she walked back to that stupid show.
I hate that show. Its ridiculous and unrealistic. Why waste their time watching a stupid show about aliens and a "Doctor" who runs around letting innocent girls fall for him only to turn them down.
I went into the bathroom that connected to my room. Thank goodness I have a bathtub. My muscles are still sore from all the dancing. I soaked in there while listening to music. I finally got out after an hour and threw my long brown hair into a bun. I rummaged through my drawers to find my PJ's and I saw the old Doctor Who shirt that my parents got me a year ago. Rolling my eyes I stomped over to my bed.
I flopped down on my back, scowling. Everything they do revolves around that show! I Looked up at the ceiling covered in stars that my parents picked out for me. Frustrated I turned over and drifted off into my own abyss of dreams.
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A familiar man grabbed my hand and whispered "Run." Confused to as who this was I ran with all of my of being, all of my strength anyway. He stopped running and turned to face me. "Who are you?" I asked thoroughly confused. "You'll know soon enough." he said with a small smile on his face. He lightly kissed me on the cheek. Surprised, I smacked him right across the face. A red mark began to form. We both looked shocked and we were ripped apart
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I woke up with a burst of pain in my cheek. Ow. I smacked myself! Why would I do that!?
I got up and got ready for the day. Saturday was one of the best days of the week.
I went out and rode my bike around town and brought myself a few new books and went to the library for a quiet place to read. A round 7, when the library closed, I went home. After putting everything away I made myself a small bowl of cereal and waited for my mom and dad to arrive so I could have supper.
Hours went by My stomach began to grumble. Then I got a Phone call that changed my life forever.