I do not own Doctor Who (even though I wish I did). I took down my other story because I really had nowhere to go with it. I was trapped in a small, dark room of the fan fiction world where you just have a never ending list of what you were going to do. So enjoy!
A Cold, Rainy Night in London, England
I took a walk outside and found a nice, quiet park to sit down and eat my dinner at. I had gotten take-out and decided to go to my favorite spot in my favorite park. As I ate I felt a cold gust of wind and heard a strange sound from the street.
I finished eating and threw away the wrapper, going over to where I heard the sound. There was an old telephone box just sitting there. On the top the words "Police Public Call Box" were printed. I knew this had to be years old, but I'd never seen it on this part of the street. I had visited this place often enough.
I came here every year for summer vacation. It was where my mother and father lived, so I visit them all the time. I lived with my best friend's family because when I was young somebody claimed that my parents weren't fit to raise me. My best friend's parents were my god parents. Since then I'd lived there.
Lost in my thoughts about my parents I hadn't noticed that a man had stepped out of the blue phone booth. "Excuse me? Are you looking for something?" He asked. I looked up at him and shook my head, so shocked that he was standing there.
"Where'd you come from?" I asked him. He began walking back towards the phone box.
"There," He said, pointing to it. I frowned and shook my head. "Where are you from?" He asked.
"Er, Florida. I'm just visiting my parents here. Why?" I asked. He shrugged.
"No reason. I was just wondering. Would you like to go on an adventure?" He asked me. I must have looked completely baffled because he laughed slightly. "I'm The Doctor, by the way," The Doctor said politely.
"Um, doctor who?" I asked.
"Just The Doctor," He said to me with a smile. He had dark, extremely short hair. He was wearing a jacket and red shirt with black pants. I felt like I looked messy with my ratty old jeans and t-shirt. My short, light brown hair was unbrushed and I had no makeup on. "You have beautiful blue eyes, by the way. You got them from your mother, didn't you?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah. I'm Christine, by the way. Call me Chris, please," I said awkwardly. He nodded.
"Good to meet you," He said with a warm smile.
"Chris! Come on it's time to go visit your mom and dad!" called my friend. I turned to see them running over to me. She looked much prettier than I usually did. She had long, blond hair and beautiful hazel eyes. She never left the house without some sort of makeup and her clothes were never out of style. "Oh, who's your friend, Chris?" She asked. Her eyes twinkled under the moonlight and I said.
"This is The Doctor. Doctor, this is my friend Catherin," I said, knowing that look in her eyes. She loved to mess with men's feelings. It was her only pass time she liked. She wasn't really my friend, but I put up with it so I would have a place to stay.
"Hello Catherin," He said. I looked up at him. There was just that same friendly look in his eye, which was odd. Usually everyone trips over themselves just to talk to her, but he seemed about the same towards her as he was towards me. "Chris and I were just about to go on an adventure. She'll be back sometime later," He said and waved me into the phone box.
It was like stepping into a small ranch house and appearing in a mansion. It was huge on the inside and bright. There were levers and buttons on one control panel. There was even a hallway that led even farther in. "Woah. What is this?" I asked.
"This, my friend, is the TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimension in Space," He explained. That's when I knew that there was something different about this man.