Infected


A/N: Hi! This is the sequal to Death By Daleks, especially to Captain Tiff Tiff :D (I hope that's still her writer name...) So, If you are confused, take a read over that story. Also, Tiff wrote a One-Shot based after Death By Daleks, named "The Doctor and I" and it is evtremely relevant :) Anyway, Enjoy x

Chapter 1 - Catch-up

Kirsty's POV

It was raining, again. The second last day of school and it was raining! Still, it was Manchester after all. Perhaps it would be sunny in the Holidays. Most of were sat up in Science, like always. Sarah had prefect duty and Tiffany thought she would take a walk out in the rain. I was sat eating, like always now. There hadn't been a time that I hadn't been eating since The Doctor last walked into our lives. It changed us all, in more ways than one, especially Tiff. Tiff liked to take long walks outside by herself, none of us knew why but we all had our own little new habits to deal with. Mine had to be eating, which wasn't too bad since my metabolism was twice the speed of a normal human's.

It was rather sad that in less than a day, we would all be trading in our yellow, blue or black polo's in for a white shirt, blazer and tie. The Co-Operative had built a building right next to Plant Hill, and sponsored it, meaning we were all moving in their in September. It was really stupid...the building wasn't even finished yet. There was still wiring that needed to be done and a lot of walls still to be placed. Slow builders...

I was sat in my usual corner, debating whether or not I should actually bother doing the French homework for tomorrow. It would be the last day and you can't give detention then. That and the teacher was leaving and I didn't like her very much. I decided to be a rebel and skip doing the homework. The bell was about to ring so I cleverly disguised my earphones in my mid-length mess of hair and trudged off to class, hugging everybody on the way out. I thanked the day I invested in some orange coloured earphones; they could hide easily in my ginger hair. I was also thankful that Michael didn't go to my school; I seemed to always manage to do something embarrassing each day. I worried though because if there was another alien invasion, he would be so far away.

Still, it was summer in just over 24 hours and then the world would be at our mercy. We could do what we wanted, almost. I was planning to spend my summer wisely. I would drink a can of Monster every week, (I have this strange thing with me and the effect will last for a while. The first time I tried one, I was up for three days straight.) so that I could not waste any time at all. During form, I got a news update.

"Meteor shower expected tonight. Clear skies over Manchester."

This would be good, I loved the thought of giant rocks that could hit earth if they wanted, but instead they just glide on by, giving us something beautiful to look at as well. I could text Michael at night while watching the show from my back garden.

I watched the giant rocks speed past the earth at incredible rates. It was very nice. I wished on a couple, things that I knew were stupid to wish for but I still did anyway. It was cold outside so I watched them from my bedroom window. At half 10, I decided I was getting too tired to watch them all night and dragged myself into bed. I never noticed one of the smaller rocks hurl past. Hitting earth. I never saw Tiff's face light up properly for the first time since The Doctor left. I never saw the dark clouds roll in.