~Chapter One~
Christine's POV
As I lay in my bed, with my sweet cat, Cupcake, sleeping next to me, I couldn't sleep. All I heard was whispers. It sounded like 3 men and 2 teens. The men sounded British, while the teens sounded American, like me. I heard one of the men bump into my wall and another said "Shh! She's asleep… Don't wake her!" I thought they were criminals, or kidnappers. I sat upright and turned on my flash-light. I was right, there WERE people. Cupcake purred as one of the teenagers scratched her under the chin. "W-who are you?" I whispered, softly. "It's okay. We're not criminals," One of the men said. "We've noticed high levels of wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey things in this house. Do you have parents?" "So much questions, Doctor! Let the lady breathe!" A blonde man said, glaring at him. "Oh, allow us to introduce ourselves. I'm Wheatley, that man is the Doctor, the other blonde one is the Alchemist," He pointed to 2 teens. One was wearing steampunk themed clothing. The other had a polo shirt. "The one in steampunk is the Tempest, and the one in the polo is Klaus." Was I hallucianating? "A-are you real?" I asked the 'Doctor'. "As real as your life!" I swear to God… I'm on a drug! My alarm clock said it was 2:00 AM. "Follow me!" The one in steampunk whispered. I got up and we walked outside. There was a police box on my lawn…