A tall brunette girl sat alone in Starbucks. She didn't seem to be waiting for anybody and had ordered a very fatty drink, much to the disapproval of the slim-line blonde behind the counter.
It was the year 2018 and The TARDIS had landed in London. Rose had wanted to do some shopping in their futuristic location and so the Doctor sat alone in Starbucks observing the girl at the table across from his.
He wasn't looking, much. He just thought that she looked odd, sitting there doing her Sudoku puzzle. Sudoku had long since gone out of fashion and her attire was completely different from the other girls of her age group. She wore clothes that were in fashion in Rose's time, A pair of worn in jeans, a green canvas Jacket and a White v-neck top. Her feet were up on the table revealing, in the Doctor's opinion the best part of her dress, A pair of dirty, worn in, Converse All-stars by the looks of them, designed in 2005. She sat with her mobile phone on the table next to her. She absently chewed on her pen, rolling it between her teeth as she worked out the numbers for her puzzle. No, The Doctor wasn't looking at her because he fancied her, Rose held that title, but he looked at her because she was different and unique.
The girl in question was looking at the Doctor too. She thought he looked handsome and different, not at all like the men she usually saw. Hoping he would come over, She sat back in her chair, feet up on the table and chewed on her pen.
'Just act cool, just act cool' She thought. Unfortunately, this thought was replaced by another when the pen leaked in her mouth, causing her to scream and causing blue ink to cover her tongue and dribble down her chin.
"SHIT!"
Seeing this, the Doctor leant forward and gave her a handful of napkins, to which she accepted with an embarrassed sigh. She dabbed at her tongue and said,
"Thank you."
"It's alright. I was sitting over here and I noticed that you were doing a Sudoku puzzle. I haven't seen those for years!" The Doctor gave her an award-winning grin, to which she replied with a smile and an inaudible giggle 12 yr-old style.
"Do you mind if I join you?" The Doctor asked. Before she could stutter anything, he had moved his chair round to her table.
They talked for about half an hour until the girl's phone went off. The name displayed on the screen clearly said 'BLAIRE'. The girl checked the screen, sighed and didn't answer.
"That's not important." She smiled at the Doctor. There was something familiar about him. She didn't usually allow men to come and sit with her in a café. Actually, she didn't usually visit café's at 3pm on a workday. Today she had taken a 'mental health day', a day off work that was so popular with her co-workers. In her line of work, you needed these days. She sat looking at the Doctor for a while as she tried to remember where she had seen him before.
Once again her phone rang and once again she checked the screen. This time, however, the name on the screen said 'JACK'. She shot up and answered it immediately.
After a three-minute conversation, she hung up and turned to the Doctor.
"I'm sorry, I have to go into work." She put the puzzle and the phone into her bag and smiled once again.
"It was nice meeting you…"
"Bronte. My name's Bronte. You are…" Bronte smiled. Now she was going to get her answers.
"The Doctor. I'm the Doctor." The Doctor turned and left the café, leaving Bronte stood in the same position.
'THE Doctor. No! That was impossible. He died 12 years ago!'