A/N: This is a draft for a short story that I'm writing in English, for my HSC exams... Let me know what you think :D
Summary: Basically, it's like just another episode with 10 and Rose, but told from another person's p.o.v.
In every group of people, there is always one who is not particularly welcome. They are always the tag-alongs and the chimes, which means they are also the excluded. Melvin has always been one of the excluded few, no matter who he was with. When he was young, his Mam told him that he'd find the right group someday; but many 'somedays' later, Melvin was still searching. Yes, London was a huge city, with thousands of people populating it, but Melvin still could not find 'his' people.
Well, until the Incident, that is.