Hello all! I haven't wrote in a long time and this is my first Doctor Who fan fiction as well as my first multi chapter story! So I will tell you all now that I do not own Doctor Who, wish I did, but I don't. Also Reviews are welcome but please be aware that I do not have a Beta therefore I am bound to make some mistakes so please take that into consideration! So now onto the awesomeness of the story... Normal?
If someone were to tell me that I would be doing what I am doing now a year ago, I would have asked if they were let out of a mental asylum and relapsed. Of course I wouldn't have believed them but yet here i am… Running. I run and run and run, I don't know if I will ever stop. But the thought that I have in my mind, the ever constant thought that I hate and love and fear all at the same time, I don't want to stop.
I was born a normal girl… well I always thought so, Born on April 6th, a normal day, born in a normal way, by a normal mother. I was given a normal name; Vivianne Alice Hill, growing up I was normal, I was a bit of a tomboy, liked to get dirty was always one of the guys, being brought up with a mostly male household it was… normal. Everything about my life was that dreaded word, even my looks, in my opinion were normal, dark brown hair, green eyes, I was a skinny kid growing up but came into my body as I got older never getting rid of my skinniness mind you but I filled out a little more in my…ahem feminine areas. The only none "normal" thing about me was as my father called it " Vivi's speckles of freckles" they dusted my nose and cheeks, No one else in my family had them. During my school years I was always a bit of a loner, I didn't mind it, it gave me more time to focus on my studies. I decided early on that I was going to become a History Professor. I always loved learning about the past and how it influences the future. Because I went into school with this goal in mind I made sure i was at the top of my classes so I could get into the school I wanted to, Cambridge University in the UK. Being born in a little town in Alberta, Canada it was a big dream and I worked hard to apply, this was the first step towards my future and when I got the Letter of acceptance I knew that this was the beginning of a great journey, If only I knew what this journey was going to entail.
"Be good Vivi, we are going to miss you! make sure you give those Brits some hell!" My father Leon Hill told me jokingly, I was leaving for the UK, planning on getting a feel of the place before going to school in the fall. It was spring of 2004 and I had everything to move to the United Kingdom and start my life in this exciting, historic, and totally not normal country. My mother Gillian Hill was sniffling and wiping her eyes as her youngest and only daughter was finally leaving the nest. I smiled at her and gave her a hug tightly, "It will be ok mom, I'll email you and call you when I can alright?" I felt her squeeze my shoulders tightly before letting go and giving me a watery smile nodding, "of course dear i love you!" I then looked over at my three older brothers, all of them had left the house and all of them had the same reaction from mom. There was William or Will, the oldest he got married right out of school and got a job as a driller to support his wife and child, a common career choice in Alberta. Then Garret he became an electrician and is living in a nice apartment with his girlfriend. Lastly there is Nicholas or Nick, he is now in University to become a Doctor but he took the time off to see me leave. I walked to them and they all embraced me in a tight hug smiling as they ruffled my hair telling me there farewells. a few minutes and tears on my mother's part later it was time for me to go, i picked up my bags and go over to the check in and looked back at my family once more before waving and entering the boarding area. As I get on the plane I let a few tears slip out of my eyes, this is the first time I have left my family for more than a week, I know this will be hard but I know that this is the right path I need to go on. The plane leaves the ground and I look out the window as the airport and family become distant dots of my past and I fly towards my future.
So here it is the first chapter of Normal? The next chapter we get into the fun-ness and the running! Can't forget the running!