AN Thank you, to whoever has followed, and stayed till the second chapter, I know the first really wasn't all that good, but I'm hoping this one is better. Also I apologize about the delay, I meant to update last Thursday however I was lucky enough to come down with type A Flu, fun stuff. Again, I own NOTHING of Doctor Who, or any affiliated characters. Only my brand new insert by the name of Isla
Chapter Two
Coal Hill School, London, England 1964
"Class we have a new student starting today, she comes all the way, from New York City, in America." the young history teacher motioned for a young brunette to stand up, "Would you like to say something about yourself?" a rather shy and plain girl stood up, "Hi, my names Isla, Isla Williams, my parents are from England originally, and they wanted me to see a land that they grew up in, so here I am." Ms. Wright smiled at the young girl gently, "That's wonderful, now go ahead and take a seat by Susan Foreman, Susan, can you help show Isla around?" A fifteen year old girl, hair cropped short, nodded, and went back to looking at her book. As she sat down, Isla heard whispers coming from the back of the classroom, "Look, poor girl will have to endure the freak," a girl giggled, her friend added, "Well she is from America, they should get along great, after all Americans are soooo uncivilized." more giggles.
Isla, bowed her head, her long brown hair covering her face, as she silently closed her eyes, trying to keep the tears at bay. "Ignore them, they have nothing stuffed in their heads, but wool and cotton." Isla looked up at the soft voice, and came face to face with Susan Foreman, the one that the girls had dubbed freak. Giving a shaky smile, and slight nod, the brunette self consciously wiped under her eyes, trying to get rid of any moisture. "You don't have to pretend to be my friend, if you don't want to." Isla said in a small voice, Susan looked at her in earnest, "No, I want to honestly, that is if you don't mind being my friend too"
"I don't mind, my name is Isla, kind of like saying island, without the n and the d. easier to remember that way too, at least that's what my mum and dad say," the two girls grinned at each other, it was the start of a great friendship, that would lead to amazing adventures.
6 Months Later
"Ignore them Susan, what is it you told me, my first day, there's nothing in their heads but wool and cotton.'' Everyone was laughing because Susan had gotten a question wrong, which was quite rare, as she was extraordinarily smart. However that made everyone else uncomfortable, and they enjoyed it when she got some things wrong. Susan looked at her with a shaky smile, "thank you," she mouthed at her silently. Over the course of the last six months, Isla and Susan had gotten rather close, and had become the others confidante, and best friend. Though Isla worried about her friend, she had never seen where she lived and even made a lot of excuses whenever she had asked to meet her grandfather. She had written to her parents over her suspicions that maybe her grandfather wasn't quite as nice or good as he should be, they simply told her not to worry and that she would introduce them when she was ready. She wasn't convinced.
Coming up with a plan to follow her friend to her home, she said she'd wait with her after school, as Susan borrowed a book from Ms. Wright, their history teacher. Ms. Wright walked to the door calling for Susan and Isla to wait for her return. As they waited Susan turned on her friend's hand radio, tuning it to a song by blank. Susan began to move and strum along with the tune of music, while Isla sat atop one of the desks, head thrown back eyes closed. She seemed peaceful on the outside, but there was an energy that seemed to be humming underneath her skin. All to soon Ms. Wright was back and handing Susan a book about the French Revolution, Susan took it with the promise to return it the next day. Mr Chesterton, the girls' science teacher, offered to take the two of them home, along with Ms. Wright, and while Susan denied the offer.
After saying good-bye to Susan, Isla followed her teachers out into the hall, once the were far enough away, Isla paused looking at the two adults in contemplation. "I know that you want to follow Susan home, I'm coming with you." she declared, the teachers looked at her in shock, "I haven't the faintest idea of what you mean." Mr. Chesterton said, "Honestly" he added, at his pupil's skeptical look. "oh alright then." Isla shrugged her shoulders, realizing she wouldn't be getting any straight answers from the two teachers. The two adults watched as Isla skipped down the hall, following the same path as Susan, swinging her book bag as she went.
Isla walked sadeatedly down the street, making sure to keep a couple feet between her and Susan, though never letting her only friend out of her sight. As they came to the corner of Totter's Lane, Isla spied Mr. Chesterton's car parked not to far away, Ms. Wright sitting in the passenger seat. Letting a self satisfied grin came over her face, the young girl snuck up to her teacher's car just in time to hear him ask Ms. Wright what they would do if Susan happened to be meeting a boy. "Susan doesn't talk to any boys," Mr. Chesterton jumped and spun around in his seat to look at the fifteen year old that was smiling at him through the half cracked window. "Sorry if i gave you a fright, but it would have just saved you time, if you'd've, just agreed with me about you coming to check on susan," Ms. Wright looked past her collegue to see the young girl, "How can you be so sure that she isn't meeting another person?" Isla gave her teacher a look, "If you hadn't noticed, Susan and I don't really get on with others, she's my best friend, and I'd Know if she'd met a boy, and decided to have a rendezvous with him." The two teachers let out sighed laughs, "Oh, I suppose you're right." Ms. Wright said as Isla straightened from her bent position.
"Silly isn't it, I feel frightened," Ms. Wright said as they left the car to follow Susan into the junk yard. "As if we're about to interfere in something that is best left alone." Isla giggled, "that's what makes it so fun Ms. Wright, it's like an adventure." The two adults looked at their young student in fond exasperation, watching as she skipped to the gate Susan had just disappeared into. "Well let's get on with it," Mr. Chesterton sighed as he followed their pupil, Ms. Wright pulled her coat tighter around her, "Well don't you feel it?" she questioned, he shrugged, "I take things as they come" As the three walked through the junkyard, looking for the young fifteen year old, Mr. Chesterton tripped, as he fell he dropped the flashlight he was carrying, to light their way. Having no other light source, and not knowing where they were headed, the adults did the only logical thing that they could think of and started to call for Susan, hoping she would hear and answer.