This is about when Maddie meets the Eleventh Doctor. It switched to her perspective(we have 4 people writing for this story, we all write for the POV of a different character).

I walk out to the parking lot, laughing with a few of my friends. They say something but I don't hear it, something's wrong and I can't figure out what. My back feels lighter than usual and then I realize that I don't have my usual flute case bumping up against me while I walk. I must've left it in my band locker.
"Hey, I'll be right back. I left my flute!" I shout behind me while I sprint back inside the now dark school. It's funny how quickly they turn out the lights. I, of course, take a few wrong turns but I finally make it back to my small flute locker. I open it up and pull out the flute case inside.
"There you are! I've been so worried," I talk to my flute. "Don't ever do that again," I finish with a fake stern voice before smiling. I hear a sneeze echo through the room. "Bless you," I say out of habit before looking around. The room's empty. I hear another, more muffled sneeze this time, come from a timpani locker near by. I walk over as quietly as possible before swinging the door open. A man looks up at me. He couldn't be much older than his early twenties.
"Hello," he chirps.
"Hi?" I watch him crawl out with difficulty. "Whatcha doing in their?" I motion towards the locker.
"Oh, periodic locker checks for Marty Music," he looks around the locker before giving me a goofy smile. "Yep, this is definitely a locker!"
"It's Marshall Music," I inform. His smile falls and is quickly replaced by a somewhat panicked look.
"Oops," he shrugs.
"Who are you?" I question.
"John Smith," he answers a bit too quickly.
"No, come on. Seriously, what's your name?" I laugh. He then pushes me to the ground. Pain rockets up hands as I try to catch myself. Not bad enough to be broken, probably just really bruised tomorrow.
"What is wrong with you!?" I whisper. He shushes me and a shadow creeps under the crack at the bottom of the door. I duck down a bit farther to try and hide better. 'Why am I hiding,' I think to myself. 'I go to this school.' I stand up. The door swings open and my band director walks in.
"Madison," he seems a bit surprised. "You're still here?" He asks.
"I forgot my flute," I explain while mentally cringing at the use of my full first name.
"Ah, that would make sense then. Keep on practicing," he walks into the other room and the locker man looks over at me.
"We should probably leave," I suggest. He nods slowly and stands up. He hesitates to open the door. "What is it?" I finally ask.
"Is there anything strange about this school?" He asked me seriously.
"What?" I said.
"Are there any weird things, like doors that are blocked off or teachers that don't seem human?" He expands. I think before a second before shaking my head no. "Okay, then let's go explore!" His eyes twinkle with excitement before grabbing my hand and running. I stumble to keep up and part of me wants to break out of his grip and get away from him, but for some reason I trust him. I follow him down the familiar winding hallways down to the elevator. He pulls out a glowing pen and flickers the light on it. The doors slide open and he walks in and presses the basement button.
"There's always something bad in the basements," he explains while the elevator moves so slow.
"What's your name?" I ask him.
"The Doctor," he says while the doors open. Why does that make more sense than John Smith to me?
"What are we looking for exactly?" I look around the dark, dusty room.
"Preferably aliens but if you find an alien device well that's good too," he answers. I give him a weird look before shrugging and walking around.
"I think I found something," I shout to him when I finally catch a small metal mouse scurrying on the floor.
"Great job Madison," he says while running over to look.
"Maddie," I automatically correct.
"The teacher called you Madison," he states.
"It's too late to correct them," I answer while handing him the mouse. He pulls out the pen and glows on it again. "What's that?" I say while pointing at the pen. He turns it up and points it at me as a joke and I jump away in surprise.
"It's a sonic screwdriver, harmless," he laughs. I roll my eyes and he slowly puts the mouse down. "That, belongs to the Cybermen." He points at the mouse.
"I hate Cybermats," I mutter. He gives me a startled look.
"How do you know what it is?" He asks. I almost answer but then I forget.
"I... I don't know," my head starts hurting and I shake it off before following him after the Cybermat. He stops and turns a few corners.
"Go back outside and drive home," he tells me.
"Nope," I say while walking to his side.
"They're dangerous," he explains.
"I know, I don't care," I laugh. He rolls his eyes and I keep on walking. "So, where you from?" I ask trying to make the walk less awkward.
"Gallifrey," he says nonchalantly.
"Where's that?" I ask. My heads hurting for no reason.
"Kasterborous constellation," he scans the air again and looks at the sonic screwdriver. "We're getting closer," he almost seems nervous to say that, as though he was almost scared of what was going to come. We walk down the long basement to a tiny air vent. The cybermat scurries in a small hole in the grate. The Doctor looks over to me before scanning the vent, the hatch pops right off.
"Ladies first," he gestures to the small opening.
"I'd rather not go first," I admit.
"Why?" he asks curiously.
"Well I'm not literally going to go headfirst into an unknown location full of hostile aliens," I defend. He shrugs uncertainly and crawls in. I stand there for a second trying to figure out if I should come.
"Come on Madison," he tells me.
"Maddie," I correct him. "And I'm coming, I'm coming." I fit in the vent easily, perks of being short.
"You here?" he asks. He's army crawling on the floor to keep from banging his head.
"Yep, right behind you," I tell him.
"Oh!" he says in surprise as he abruptly comes to a stop.
"What?" I always hate it when people start a sentence and don't tell me how it's going to end.
"We're here," he announces while pulling off a grate from in front of him. He lays half-way down, head first. "Hello! I'm the Doctor. you probably remember me," he speaks to someone under the vents. "I'm the one who always foils your evil plans!" I laugh at that and try to squeeze beside him to see what's going on. He scoots over a tad so I can finally see.
"Records show that you rarely travel alone," the Cyberman reports very, well, robotically. "Where's your traveling companion?"
"Right here, Madison," he says while pulling me into view a little. I nervously wave.
"And it's Maddie, not Madison," I point a finger at him. He laughs a little.
"Of course it is, Madison," he says pointedly. I roll my eyes. "So what's your plan this time? Trying to convert a school? Why would you want the children? They aren't the best choice in my opinion, no offence," he looks up at me. I give a fake look of hurt and he rolls his eyes.
"You will be upgraded," it states.
"Yeah, good luck with that," the Doctor scoffs. He bring back out the grate again and reattaches it. "Run," he whispers to me. He crawls to the nearest vent opening and falls through. I quickly follow his lead. I landed in a science lab and the Doctor already began to grab random beakers from the cabinets.
"What are you doing?" I ask him while watching him pour random liquids together.
"Making a fizzy thing," he tells me. "Could you grab the umm trianglish beaker?" He flails his arm in a sad attempt to motion towards a side of the room. I hear some marching coming from down the hall and I sprint to the cabinets, jumping over tables and knocking over chairs in the process. I toss the beakers and other glass things that I don't need over my shoulder until I finally find a flask.
"Doctor! Found it!" I shout. The Cyberman crushes down the door and towers above me. I toss the flask at him praying that he'll catch it.
"Delete!" It commands while reaching up to grab me. I duck under a table and half run half crawl away. It picks up the table and tosses it to the other side of the room and I jump under another. This cycle goes on until I end up getting myself stuck in the corner. I try to find a way around it and when I fail to, I curl up as small as I can and try to hide in plain sight.
"Delete!" It repeats. I stay still while waiting for it to kill me. A gooey liquid gets sprayed at me and I scream in shock.
"Surprise!" The Doctor stands above me with a goofy smile and his flask. I stare at him for a second before laughing in relief. He passes me a super soaker water gun.
"Why?" I ask while taking a short practice shot at the white board. The small metal band around it dissolved and I laughed. "Oh, I like this." I balanced the weight between my arms and we set out into the hallway looking for more Cybermen to squirt to death.
"Back to back," he commands when lines of Cybermen come stomping down both sides of the hallway, trapping us against the wall. "Aim for the metal plate thing where their hearts would be!" I follow his order and shoot one. It melts to the ground. We continue squirting them until they are all gone.
"There's more in a room down the hall," he states after scanning the air. We rush to the said room and I stop him at the door.
"I've got this," I tell him. "Do you by perhaps have any sodium on you?" I ask.
"Salt?" He questions.
"No, sodium," I repeat. He shrugs and pulls out a chunk of rock from his pocket. I grab it and thank him while squirting it with the water fountain near by. I open the door slowly and toss it in. I duck to the ground and an explosion comes from the room. I laugh from the adrenaline and I swing open the door that had been partially knocked off it's hinges. Every Cybermen that had been in the room earlier had been torn to shreds.
"Nice," the Doctor commented. "How did you-?"
"Science class," I interrupt. He nods and scans the air again.
"They're gone," he laughs. He sweeps me into a hug and then runs down the stairs to the front entrance. When we dash outside, I run to the bush that I had thrown my backpack in. I look up in the chilly air to see the stars already coming out. I traced the constellation Orion with my finger before looking for something that I don't even know. My eyes settle on a dark spot in the sky and a feeling of sadness sweep over me even though I have no clue why.
"Do you like the stars?" The Doctor interrupts the silence.
"Very," I reply. "They're beautiful."
"Would you ever want to travel to them?" He questions.
"Of course!" I laugh. "I don't know who wouldn't."
"What if I asked you to travel with me through the stars?" He looks over at me.
"My parents," I begin to explain.
"It's also a time machine," he explains.
"Are you serious?" He nods. "So I can be back before they notice I'm gone?"
"Yep, only gone for a minute," he tells me. I pause for a second.
"Do you this everyday, fight off Cybermen?" I ask.
"Yes," he says.
"I'd love to," I finally say. He smiles.
"Great, let me show you to the ship," he begins to lead the way. I feel like sprinting to his ship before he changes his mind and decides to find someone older and better for this. "This is the Tardis," he gestures to a small blue box.
"It's perfect," I declare while he opens the door. I run into the giant Control Room while running around looking at the Control panel. "I love it!" I tell him.
"You don't notice anything peculiar about it?" He asks.
"The bow tie?" I question while running a hand on the circles on the side of the tube coming from the controls.
"Oi, bow ties are cool!" He declares while straightening his bow tie.
"I know, I'm just teasing. So what am I missing?" I ask.
"I don't know, maybe the bigger on the inside?" He says sarcastically. My eyes finally look around to notice that.
"Oh, right," I have no clue why that wasn't the first thing that I noticed. I know I'm not very observant but that was obvious.
"It's fine," he tells me. "I had another companion who didn't notice for a while either." His expression darkens for a second and his goofy smile reappears. "So where to? All of time and space!"
"Umm I don't really know," I admit.
"I'll set it to random then!" He starts spinning the controls and I find my fingers typing in something in the computer. "What are you doing?" He asks.
"What do you mean?" I ask. I click enter and he flicks a switch.
"You know coordinates of planets and galaxies?" He questions while stepping towards me. My head explodes in pain and I cringe.
"N-no, I shouldn't," I admit while tracing the circles again. "What are these?" I ask.
"Gallifreyan, it's the language from my home," he tells me.
"Would you mind if I just went to sleep instead? I would love to go somewhere tomorrow though," I explain. He nods and points down the hallway.
"There should be a door with your name on it on the right side of the hallway," I thank him and run off. 'Rose' one door reads. 'Martha', 'Donna', 'Emma', I stop when I read that one. I knock on the door and open it when no one answers. 'It can't be her,' I mentally think. When I see drawings strewn around the room, I know it is. I practically run out if the room like it's on fire and I slam the door. I keep walking until I find my name. I open the light blue door. It looks so familiar but yet I've never been in a room like it before. There's stars on the ceiling and buckets of paint near the blank walls. I dip my fingers in the cold red paint. I begin painting some red hills and a knock on the door startles me after three hours of painting.
"Who is it?" I call out stupidly. The Doctor walks in and stops, gaping at the scene on the wall.
"Why did you paint that?" his voice is higher than usual.
"I don't really know," I admit. "I think I've had dreams about a place like this before." He looks at me skeptically before leaving. I finally decide to go to sleep after I finish painting my walls.

"Pilot!" I shout at Emma. "We need to leave." We run out of the giant council of aliens. We run down the hallway while laughing harder than I ever think I have in my life.
"Captain, we need to get home before dinner or our parents will kill us," she tries to compose herself and I do the same but as soon as we look at each other, we break down in a fit of laughter.
"Did you see their faces? 'How did you get in here?'" I mimic their crude accents. I see myself unlock a small vent with a key and we stumble in quickly. The vent, a lot like the Doctor's Tardis, is much bigger on the inside. Emma starts flicking switches while I type in random things into a screen. I'm reading the Gallifreyan that's being spitted from the screen like it's English. We run outside to a place with burnt orange skies, red grass, and a silver tree.

I wake up in the middle of the night, gasping for breath. It wasn't a nightmare this time but it was weird. I felt a strange sense of happiness when I remembered how the place had looked. I ran a hand through my hair and reached for my backpack to pull something out of it. I freak out when I can't find it and finally I see a small glint of bronze shining from the bottom. I finger my small pocket watch while trying to figure out my dream.