Clara stared at the cell-phone and spun it around on the counter; deep down she knew she should text Danny but she couldn't deal with him, yet.
Clara decided she could to talk to him at the school.
Suddenly the sound of the Doctor walking around in the living room broke Clara out of her thoughts.
Clara took a couple of cups of coffee and found the Doctor sitting on the couch.
"Hi." Clara smiled setting the cups on the coffee table.
She noticed he was double tightening his robe belt.
"Hi, did I wake you?" He asked.
She shook her head and sat beside him. "No, I was already up. How about you?"
"Time Lords don't need a lot of sleep." He said taking a sip of coffee.
Clara tugged at her fingers nervously and glanced at the Doctor who looked just as uncomfortable she did.
After a few minutes of awkward silence Clara finally spoke. "Doctor?"
"Yeah?" He replied.
"We did what I think we did last night." Clara said.
The Doctor nodded. "Yep."
"So it happened?" She replied.
"Oh, yes!" The Doctor said.
"Not the smartest thing we've ever done, I guess."
He shrugged. "Probably not."
"Because last night really shouldn't have happened." She said.
The Doctor nodded in agreement. "Right."
"After all I'm with Danny." She replied.
"Absolutely." He said.
"So we can't let it happen again."
"Never again." He replied.
"Good, we're on the same page." Clara said.
"Lovely." The Doctor replied.
Clara really wanted to talk more about last night but couldn't think of what to say so she stayed silent.
They looked at each other and gave a nervous smile then the Doctor cleared his throat.
"Well, I've got to get ready." He said standing up.
"Yeah, so do I. I found an outfit for you from the TARDIS." Clara replied.
"Thanks. I think tonight I'll work on the TARDIS, maybe I can convince her to keep the door open longer than five seconds."
"That's a good idea. Do you think you could help me clean the kitchen?" Clara said.
The Doctor gave an exaggerated bow. "Of course, my lady!"
Clara smirked. "Very funny!"
Then he paused and turned towards her. "Uh, Clara not that I'm paranoid but do you think we could?"
Clara thought about what he meant and quickly nodded. "Brilliant idea!"
She stood and faced him and they played rock, paper, and scissors over who had to stay in the living room with their eyes closed while the other got to shower and dress first.
The rest of the day went just as awkward; at school they kept their distance, whenever they had to be in the same room they left the door open.
For Clara talking to teachers especially Danny wasn't easy because her mind kept wandering over to the Doctor by lunch Clara discovered she had inadvertently agreed to buy two-thousand pencils for a fundraiser.
Ian noticed something was wrong and stopped Clara in the middle of the hall.
"Clara is everything okay?" He asked.
"Yes sir, why?"
"You and the Doctor are acting strange." Ian replied.
"H-how?" She asked nervously.
"You both seem to have personal space issues." He said.
"Oh, well we have terrible claustrophobia." Clara lied quickly.
Ian shook his head. "That's a shame. I know how that feels."
Just then the Doctor walked past them. "Hi Ian, Hi Clara." He smiled.
Ian stopped him. "I have some books that can help you both."
He squeezed his shoulder then walked away.
The Doctor looked at Clara strangely. "What was that all about?"
Clara shrugged innocently. "No idea."
Later when they at were at home, the Doctor was working on the TARDIS while Clara attempted to finish grading a test.
She kept watching him move up and down, side to side with his sonic and stethoscope talking and listening to the TARDIS.
Normally she would've muffled a laugh at the silly movements he was doing but now it was distracting.
Clara kept telling herself that Danny was her boyfriend.
She had told Danny she wanted to work it out mainly out of guilt; Clara figured after what she did how could she judge him.
Then the Doctor's voice broke into her thoughts.
"Clara?"
"Yes?" She replied snapping out of her daydream.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Of course, why?" Clara replied.
"You seem distracted."
She blushed. "Sorry."
"It's okay." He smiled and went back tending to the TARDIS.
"Doctor?" Clara asked.
"Hmm?" He said using the sonic on the lock.
"Are we still going to be friends after what's happened?" She asked nervously.
The Doctor stopped and looked at her.
"Why wouldn't we be?" He said.
"Well, our behavior today has been a bit strange."
"Oh, Clara our behavior has always been strange." He scoffed.
"Yeah but I've heard stories like this before and usually it ruins friendships." Clara replied.
"Where did you hear that?" The Doctor frowned.
"Talk shows." She said.
The Doctor scoffed. "Humans and their gossip."
She gave him a look. "Oh, really?"
The Doctor shrugged. "Fair enough." He grinned.
"So are we still friends?" Clara asked.
"Of course unless you wanted to do something like friends with benefits which I'm really not crazy about." He replied.
Clara frowned. 'No, no."
"Well, there you go then so no need to worry." He assured her.
"I suppose and we know it's definitely not going to happen again." She said.
"Exactly, everything will go on as usual." The Doctor replied sitting next to her.
Clara still looked uncertain.
"Clara, what's the matter?" He said softly.
She sighed. "I'm just scared of losing your friendship."
"Clara, that is not going to happen."
"Promise?" She said.
The Doctor crossed both his hearts.
She smiled. "Okay, now how about helping me clean the kitchen?"
He playfully saluted her. "Yes, mam!"
Clara giggled.
"Theirs that smile!" The Doctor grinned.
She blushed.
"Come on!" He said pulling her up from the couch and they went to the kitchen.
Clara still felt unsure but if the Doctor said everything was going to fine than it was, right?
