The girl's eyes moved slowly up to look at the house in front of her. She chewed on her lip, tossed her hair over her shoulder, and grabbed her bags, slinging them over her back. Her social worker tried to take some bags from her, but the girl rolled her eyes and pushed her away, walking up to the door.
"I'm sorry, Emmy, but this has to happen." The social worker said, ringing on the doorbell.
"Just leave me alone, Valerie." The name slipped from Emmy's mouth with a bitter and coldness that Valerie had never seen before.
"Your brother and sisters will be brought here within the week. But for the first few days we have to see you progressing on your own." Valerie said calmly.
"Whatever." Emmy snapped, and she turned to look at the door as it opened.
"Hi. I'm Mike." An older man said, moving aside. Emmy and Valerie stepped in, Emmy looking around as she did so. "That's Gina." He said, pointing at a plump Jamaican woman with a big smile.
"You must be Emmy. I'll show you your room, yeah?" Gina said, leading Emmy upstairs as Valerie and Mike went into the office.
Gina gently led Emmy into a room with blue walls. "We'll be redecorating next month, so if you don't like blue, you can change it then. I'll leave you to get settled in, babes." With that said, Gina left.
Emmy sat on the bed, letting her bags slide off her. She missed her siblings more than anything right now. She pulled a crumpled picture out of her pocket and looked at it. There was Mia, the eldest, who had black hair and brown eyes, like their mother. Then there was Emmy, second oldest. Then there was her brother Max, nine years old, with black hair and blue eyes. Finally was DJ, six years old, with blonde hair and brown eyes. Emmy smiled and began to unpack, making sure that the picture of her and her siblings was on her bedside table, along with the huge family photo in a frame. She plugged in her lamp and her lava lamp, although her lava lamp went on her desk while her proper lamp was on her bedside table.
When Emmy had finally finished unpacking, she just lay on her bed for a bit before hearing a knock on her door.
Raising an eyebrow, she leaned back against her pillows. "Come in." she said.
The door opened and her gaze moved over. She saw a blonde girl who was like an older version of DJ, and a girl around Emmy's age with black hair and tanned skin. They both sat on Emmy's bed.
"Welcome to the DG, otherwise known as the Dumping Ground. I'm Carmen." The black-haired girl said. She was wearing quite a bit of pink, but it wasn't all pink she was wearing, at least.
"And I'm Tee." The blonde girl introduced. "You're Emmy, right?"
"That's the one." Emmy replied.
"So, are you going to come meet the others? Try and ignore all the questions they ask you, though." Carmen said, grinning.
"Okay." Emmy agreed, and she got up, leaving her room with Carmen and Tee. They headed down to the living room, where hell had broken loose.
Johnny and Tyler were in a fist fight with Rick and Frank trying to pull them apart, Elektra was shouting at Harry, Floss and Jody, Faith was trying to shut everyone up, and Lily was yelling at Elektra.
Tee stepped in, attempting to get people's attention, while Emmy and Carmen giggled and watched from the doorway.
"Guys?" Tee said tentatively. Everyone ignored her. "Guys!" still they ignored her.
Emmy stepped in, folded her arms and yelled. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" instantly everyone fell silent.
Carmen grinned, stepping up beside Emmy. "Nice one."
"Well, when you have to babysit your siblings and a lot of other kids, you have to be loud." Emmy explained to Carmen in a low voice.
"This is Emmy." Tee introduced, smiling at Emmy as she moved back to stand next to her.
"I'm Tyler."
"I'm Frank."
"Faith."
"Elektra."
When Emmy had learned everyone's names, she sat down with Carmen, Tee, Faith, Johnny, Tyler and Elektra to watch Doctor Who. It was the finale, and then they'd have to wait months for the 50th Anniversary.
"I'm the Impossible Girl. And this is why."
"Awwwww!" Carmen, Emmy and Tee all said together.
"Shh!" Faith said.
"No, Clara…"
"Well how about that eh? Looks like I'm soufflé girl after all."
Emmy and Carmen were clinging to each other by this point, getting rather emotional.
"In fact, you know what? Run. Run you clever boy. And remember me."
When Clara ran into the Doctor's timestream everybody tensed up, watching her.
"I don't know where I am."
"Clara!"
"I just know I'm running. Sometimes it's like I've lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I'm born, I live, I die. And always, there's the Doctor. Always I'm running to save the Doctor, again and again and again. And he hardly ever hears me. But I've always been there. Right from the very beginning. Right from the day he started running."
They all sat there, stunned, watching.
"He's the one who broke the promise."
Emmy frowned in confusion, and they all gasped as Clara fainted and the Doctor lifted her up.
"He is my secret."
"What I did, I did without choice."
"I know."
"In the name of peace and sanity."
"But not in the name of the Doctor!"
Introducing
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"WHAT?!" they all yelled, as the episode finished.
"They can't end it there!" Emmy said indignantly.
"Who the hell is John Hurt?!" Elektra demanded.
"Gaaaahh!" Faith said.
"That was just…" Johnny facepalmed.
"But still, there was Clara and Eleven moments in there!" Carmen said.
"That was so cute." Tee said.
"Oh it was." Emmy agreed.
"But now we have to wait till November to watch the 50th Anniversary episode!" Tyler said.
"Did you know, at Christmas, Matt Smith is going to-" Rick began.
"NO!" they all yelled.
"We do not speak of this!" Emmy said.
"Matt Smith is brilliant." Johnny agreed.
"His regeneration is going to be so sad." Faith said.
"I'm going to cry." Carmen said.
"Me too." Tee agreed.
"Me three." Emmy said, sighing.
They all had a feeling that this was the start of a great friendship.