AN-Thank you for the reviews! Also, I don't own Doctor Who or Stardust, and I never will.
artsoccer-So far it'll stay to the movie, but I'll see how it goes.
Reviews are appreciated!
19 years later
"Rose? Don't forget the flowers!"
"Yes, I've got them. Thank you father."
Rose smiled and waved goodbye to Pete as she stepped out the door.
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19 years had passed, and the baby Rose had grown up, knowing nothing of her unconventional heritage. But never mind how the infant became a girl. This is the story of how Rose Tyler becomes a woman, a much greater challenge altogether. For to achieve it, she must win the heart of her one true love.
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Standing in the darkened street, Rose Tyler picked up a pebble and tossed it up to the window of one Jimmy Stone, Rose nervously looked down at the present she had in her hand and then back up at the window, just in time for Jimmy to unlatch the window and look out.
"Reinette? Is that you?"
"Um no, It's Rose." Rose responded nervously. Reinette was the town…person with loose morals. Jimmy Stone was the town heartthrob. Handsome, charismatic, and the lead singer in his band, he was the boy all the girls wanted to date and all the boys wanted to be.
"Oh." He said, disappointed. "Did I leave something at the shop?"
"Well, no. I just thought I could bring y-"She was cut off as somebody grabbed the gift from her and held a hand, poised to strike, up to her face.
"Rose Tyler." Reinette drawled.
"Shop girl by day, tramp by night. Is there no end to your charms?" She slapped Rose, pushing her back. Rose lifted a hand to her face and was about to deliver a biting retort when Jimmy interrupted.
"Reinette, babe, don't act like that. Be nicer to the poor girl."
Glancing down, Reinette noticed the fallen gift and picked it up.
"Ah, was this for Jimmy?"
Rose lunged forward to attack Reinette, but was pushed back onto the ground.
"You were always useless at fighting, Rose. In fact, I can't remember if there was ever anything you were good at."
"Reinette, stop it." Jimmy chided. Reinette winked at Jimmy then strode away.
"Are you okay?" Jimmy asked Rose
"Um, yeah. I'm fine." Rose responded, as Jimmy closed his window, before getting up and walking away, followed by the sound of Jimmy's laughter.
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The next morning, Pete was just sitting down to have his breakfast when Rose rushed down the stairs.
"Want some breakfast?"
""No, I'm really late for work"
Rose answered, pulling her coat on.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, fine. why?"
"Oh, I don't know. Last night, talking to Jimmy, how did it go?"
A grimace grew on Rose's face as she thought of Reinette, but she covered it with a smile.
"Oh, really good. Really, really good."
She rushed out of the door, leaving Pete behind. He looked down at his porridge, smiling bitter sweetly. Rose was growing into a woman before his very eyes. But he wasn't sure about that Jimmy fellow…
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Henrick's groceries were the main source of just about everything in the village of Powell. Because of that, they needed focused, helpful employees; something Rose was usually good at. However, this morning, she was distracted by thoughts of Jimmy.
She was shocked out of her daydreams when the person of her imaginings walked into the store, pushing to the front of the line.
"Hey Rose. Could I get a pound of sugar?"
"Uh, yes. "
"Let's see. I also need a bag of flour, a dozen eggs…oh, and I'm sorry about last night. Reinette was being a bit bitchy. Oh, I'd also like a sack of potatoes and some chocolate, please. "
Rose rushed around, grabbing Jimmy's purchases, and wondering how to phrase her next query.
"May I, perhaps, see you tonight?" She asked timidly
Jimmy looked Rose up and down, then responded,
"No, but you can walk home with me."
"Now?"
Jimmy nodded.
"Oh. Yes, Yes I can."
She moved to leave, but Jimmy nodded at his purchases, prompting Rose to grab them, before he walked out of the shop, leaving Rose to come after him.
Rose ran after him, overloaded with packages, as her manager and the people waiting in line looked after her disapprovingly.
