"My life is so boring." I muttered to myself. I slunk into my purple desk chair. It creaked as I sat back. I like my chair, but the sound was incredibly annoying. I pulled my laptop onto my lap, and started to plan the next chapter of When Maina goes time travelling. I hate to admit it, but writing that story was as exciting as my life got.
One I had finished, I went downstairs for dinner. It was the same, boring dinner. I asked what I was doing tomorrow, got the same old answers, then complained about how boring my life was. When I was finished, I went up to the bathroom, brushed teeth, went to bedroom, got changed in pjs and went on my laptop for a while to try and cure the boredom which was plaguing my life. I watched the latest episode of Doctor Who on BBC iPlayer. "Now that is an exciting life." I murmured, imagining how cool it would be to travel with the Doctor, Amy and Rory. I sighed before turning off my computer and getting into bed. I fell asleep shortly after.
I sat bolt upright. "Why have I woken up this time?" I asked myself. I heard footsteps outside my bedroom door. Whenever someone was outside my room, I woke up, like clock work. I heard two pairs of footsteps. And two voices. They didn't sound like my mum, dad, or sister. But they did sound familiar. Where did I know those voices from? I quickly lay back down and pretended to sleep. I heard the door to my bedroom open. "I don't know Amy!" a familiar sounding male voice said.
"Well you'd better figure out soon. I don't want to have to explain to these people how we ended up inside their house!" I heard another familiar sounding voice. Female this time. She had a Scottish accent. I heard my door shut again. I then realized where I recognized them from. I quickly sat up and threw my bedside light at the first figure.
"OWWWW!" I heard the person on receiving end of my lamp cry. The second figure switched on the light. By this point, I was standing in front of them, my arms in a karate like position.
"Oh my god. It really is you!" I gasped, immediately relaxing. The two figures looked relatively confused. "You're Matt Smith aren't you? And Karen Gillan? It really is an honour to meet you." I said. Then walked past the two of them who still looked confused and opened my door. Outside, in the hallway, the T.A.R.D.I.S was parked. I gasped again before opening the door. I heard the light in my bedroom flick off and the door shut. Suddenly, the doors behind my closed shut. I turned around to see my two favourite actors staring at me in confusion as I looked at the details of the mythical ship. "How did you fit this all in here?" I asked. I walked up the stairs to the controls and ran my hands along them. For me, this was a dream come true.
"Who are these people you speak off?" I heard Matt asked me.
"Well, you of course!" I said. "Although seriously, how did you fit all this stuff in my attic?" I asked. It amazed me how so much stuff could fit in my tiny attic. Then it hit me. The confused looks, the staying in character, impossible amount of space in my attic. "You guys aren't joking. So, does this mean that, Doctor Who is real?" I asked. Both of them looked blank at me. I almost fainted. I grabbed onto one of the levers as I fell, pulling it down. Then, the whole ground started shaking. I heard the noise I knew only to well from TV.
"What did you do?" The Doctor asked, running up to the control panel and looking to see what lever I pulled. I quickly got up and sat on a seat to the side of the control area. Amy came up and sat next to me.
"It's ok. I was confused to. Though if you want to come with us, you need to pack a suitcase first." Amy said jokingly. I was too shocked at the news my favourite TV show was actually real, so I didn't hear what Amy was saying. The floor stopped shaking and the wheezing sound stopped. I assumed we landed.
"If you want to come with us, you need to pack some clothes first! And get dressed." The Doctor said, pointing at me. I blushed, and ran out and got dressed as quick as I could. I packed my suitcase quickly and then rushed back onto the T.A.R.D.I.S. I was greeted by the sounds of Amy and the Doctor muttering. Rory walked down the stairs. My mouth dropped open.
"All of it? All of it was real?" I said to the Doctor as I ran up the stairs.
"All of what was real?" the Doctor asked, kind of annoyed he wasn't in on the big secret.
"Basically, just do a search on Google for 'Doctor Who'." I said lazily, not wanting to explain it all. I pointed to the scanner and the Doctor set to work, wondering what I was going on about. I walked up the stairs and passed Rory. "Hi." I said quickly, not stopping. I walked into the T.A.R.D.I.S corridor. It wasn't anything like I had written about. I gasped as suddenly, a new room appeared at the end of the first corridor. There was a label on it. It read 'Lala' I smiled. I already had a room. But it was quite funny. No one else knew my name yet. But the T.A.R.D.I.S did. I opened up the door to find an exact replica of my room. Down to the scratches on the wall. I opened up the closet to find, no clothes. I put my bag inside and closed the doors. I threw myself onto my bed. My life just got a whole lot more interesting.
That was the first chapter of a new story. It's basically what I think it would be like if I discovered one of my favourite shows in the whole world (universe) was real! This story is sort of like When Maina goes time travelling, but this is slightly more realistic (What could be more realistic than your fave tv show being real? :P)