"Now that's odd!" Amy said as the box started to disappear.
"No Kidding!" He said, shaking his head. They watched as the box reappeared a few feet to the side. Thoughts were going through their heads like What? And That's impossible! And Why didn't I eat breakfast? I'm sooooo hungry.
Chapter 2
Amy and John exchanged glances. I know. John mouthed. But they didn't say anything aloud.
A few seconds later they emerged and John and Amy exchanged glances again before John curiously asked: "What did you do?"
"Oh, just moved my blue box." The man stated.
"I see…" I really am hungry… "Anyway, I'm John. And you are?"
"I'm Rose," the blonde said, reaching out to shake his hand.
"And I'm the Doctor." The man said, also shaking his hand. I don't see what's so fascinating with shaking hands… John thought.
"It seems a bit strange for a doctor to be playing tennis, then again…" Amy began. She had an excellent point, although this was not the weirdest thing that had happened to them lately.
"Oh, I'm not a medical doctor or anything. I'm the Doctor. Just the Doctor. And you are?" He asked.
Yeah, he's defiantly gone mad. I wouldn't be surprised if his blonde haired friend was the same way.
"I'm Amy." She said, and shook their hands. She obviously knew the attraction to shaking hands… "Now, where are you rackets?"
"Oh, I'm sure I brought them." The Doctor said. He whispered something to Rose and then nodded to John and Amy before walking a ways away.
John studied the Doctor, as Amy and Rose made chit-chat. He noticed he was searching his coat pockets. If he thinks that he put two rackets in his coat them he is madder than—
John was astonished to see that he pulled out two rackets from his coat. He shook his head, he knew that coat was not large enough….. But he turned his attention to the two women.
"…Yeah, so you've practically never played?" Amy was asking Rose.
The Doctor walked up and handed Rose a racket, and she awkwardly held it. "Nope, kind of new at the whole idea. But I'm always up for a challenge."
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Rose was talking to Amy, "I don't really think this will work out too well…" She began but Amy gave her a weird look."
"Well, maybe not but……" She just gave her a questioning look.
"I'm not very good….." Rose admitted.
" Oh, yeah…so you've practically never played?"
The Doctor walked up and handed Rose her racket. She had no clue how she was supposed to hold it and grabbed it by the larger end, which she knew wasn't right, and probably looked awkward. . "Nope, kind of new at the whole idea. But I'm always up for a challenge."
The doctor grinned at her. And he was ready to start playing tennis!
-a little while later…-
They all started playing, and Rose realized how pathetically awful she really was. The Doctor had to show her how to use the racket and then she couldn't hit the ball without falling over. She was sitting down, because she had gotten hit in the head with the ball she was attempting to serve.
The rest of them were talking, but Rose couldn't concentrate on a thing that was being said. She did happen to hear the last of their conversation though….
"…..Rose, were you even listening?"
I know this chapter was pretty short, and I haven't gotten to the plot yet, but with school and everything I don't have the most time in the world! If you have ideas, recommendations, or just want to tell me how great ((or awful)) my story is, then REVIEW! I love reviews! Thanks!