"Wooo! Go Zeili!" My family and I cheered as I watched her walked across the field to receive her diploma. She waved at us and then did the Breakfast Club fist as she strolled back to her seat. I smiled and then grinned at Martinez, thinking of how far my life has gone. It was now June, months after the whole portal ordeal. After hours and hours of lectures from my parents and sisters, Martinez and I got off without any real trouble (Thank Cheesus). But the hospital incident still baffled the cops. They found the unconscious bodies of the snipers on the roof of one of the wards and safely disarmed the bomb but couldn't find the person who phoned in the bomb (ME!) or the person who took down the assailants (Darren who took the portal thing a lot better than I thought). Stacy got away so I still have to be on my toes for a while.
I haven't seen the portal since Sherlock and John went back but a few weeks after, I came home from school to find a familiar pocket magnifier and a note from Sherlock, stating a simple: STAY SAFE. I still don't know how it got there and still haven't figured out anything about it. But it only makes sense that I have the good portal while Stacy has the evil one. Seems reasonable to me. So now I always carry my backpack with me everywhere I go. It carries the essential items: A change of clothes, shoes, the magnifier, flashlight, small first-aid kit, pocket knife, and slingshot (No way in hell can I carry a gun!). I'll always be ready for when that portal decides to drop by again.
But since it was graduation night, my mom made me keep my pack in the car saying nothing bad is going to happen. I just hope so.
"I'm going to find Ezparza's family. Is that fine?" Martinez asked and I nodded, not really fine with it. Her new boyfriend was a bit of a prick but he's makes her happy and as her best friend, I have to go along with it ( And then talk shit about him when they break up). I leaned against the metal railing and watch the graduates throw their caps in the air, cheering and rejoicing. I clap along with my family and the rest of the stadium audiences. But then I notice a dark figure sitting in the shadows of the stands. I squint to get a better look and notice that they were in a wheelchair. A familiar wheelchair. A light quickly went over them and I gasped. Stacy. She raised her hand in the shape of a gun and pointed it to me. She pretended to shoot me while mouthing 'Bang, Bang'. The lights in the stadium then went out. A panicked cry swept over the crowd and I gripped the railing tighter. Then I heard it. It was clear as day and I shivered in terror.
"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"
A/N: I am done! I had always wanted this to be a series and with Sherlock plot done, it only made sense that Doctor Who would be next. Hopefully this story will have a better update schedule than the other one. But it's probably gonna be a while for the first chapter to be released. Oh and I'll probably rewrite this one too. I didn't like how it turned out in some chapters and I'll possibly make it more detailed. That is my goal for this summer! That and my studying for the SATs. But any whosies, I will catch you later my loyal readers! Allonsy! XXXX Alexa