So, who's started watching season 10? I have to say, I absolutely love Bill. I also love the Doctor and Bill 's relationship so far. I kind of see it as a father and daughter relationship. Also, I am not ready to say goodbye to 12. I'm going to lose it on the Christmas episode. Anyways, I'll shut up now.
Th warm April breeze came through Emmy's open car window as she drove to the high school where she was an English teacher. She grinned, thinking of everything that had happened since that night that changed her life a few months ago. That night that she went from being an average woman who'd just gotten her heart broken, to a woman who was now on the most dangerous, insane, amazing, and most epically awesome adventure of her lifetime. The only reason she was on this adventure was because of a man who wasn't even from earth. Not only that, but she'd realized that the Doctor was much more than some time traveling alien. No, he was a hero in his own right, saving whatever place they went. Her life has definitely changed for the better. But, there was always one thing at the back of her mind. She kept wondering if her regular life and her "Doctor life" as she called it, would ever collide. She was about to find out that it was closer than she thought.
Emmy drove into the parking lot and parked next to James, one of the school counselors. "Morning." She greeted him as she got out of her car. "Ready for the day?" She asked.
"Oh yeah." He snarked. "Telling students, 'You're smart but if you'd only apply yourself, you'd be smarter ' is the highlight of my day."
Emmy laughed. "Well, let's get today over with then." She said, grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. They walked into the building, not noticing the big, blue, box that was close to the school.
After walking in, they went their separate ways; James to his office and Emmy to her classroom. As she was walking, she glanced in one of the history classrooms and could have sworn she saw a glimpse of a tweed jacket and a bow tie. She shook her head and continued to her classroom. There was no way she'd seen the Doctor here. She may not have been traveling with him long, but she'd been traveling with him long enough to realize that if he was here, then that could only mean one thing: trouble. She was probably seeing things anyways. But, she wasn't. The Doctor has tracked an alien signal to Emmy's school and was going undercover to see what he could find. He'd wanted to do it before Emmy found out, but so far, he'd found nothing. In the meantime, Emmy had gotten to her classroom. For the first few classes, everything was normal. She was doing a poetry unit and was having them write poems. In her next class, some of the students were pretty chatty as they came in and it was taking her a while to quiet them down. Only with the threat of giving them a pop quiz did they quiet down.
"Ok, why are you guys so chatty today? She asked.
"We have a new history teacher." One of the students, Kari, piped up.
"What happened to Mrs. York?" Emmy asked.
"She won some trip to Italy or something."
" Okayyy... So what's so special about this new history teacher? "
"Well He's kind of odd. He's from England and he kind of dresses like my grandpa." Kari said. "He wears a bow tie and he's really eccentric. Kept talking about world war two like he was there.
Emmy groaned inwardly. Kari had just described the Doctor in a nutshell. So clearly there was something going on there that he didn't think to tell her about. She assumed it was because he didn't want to worry her, but finding out this way worrying her even more. She looked up and noticed that her students were staring at her.
"Um, anyways." She said . "Since we're doing a poetry unit, today I want you guys to write a poem. It can be about anything. The only thing is that it has to be written in any of the ways I've taught you about."
Emmy graded some papers while they were writing the poems, trying to get it out of her mind. She'd managed to get it out of her mind, well that is, until the lunch break. Emmy had walked out of her classroom when she noticed James talking to a man. James turned his head and noticed Emmy.
"Hey, Em!" James called . "Come meet the new history teacher, Mr. Smith."
Emmy walked over to where James and the other man were. As James moved out of the way, Emmy groaned internally for the second time that day. There was no mistaking the man in the tweed jacket and bowtie. It was definitely the Doctor. James excused himself, leaving Emmy and the Doctor alone. Emmy raised an eyebrow and put her hands to her hips.
"Alright." She asked. "What's going on?"
"Why do you always assume there's something going on when I'm around?" The Doctor asked.
"Well let's see. Because it's you and you're masquerading as a history teacher at the school I work at, so yes. I can assume that there's some type of alien thing going on. So, tell me what it is." She said, giving him her fiercest look, which was challenging considering she was only 5'2.
"Alright. Yes. There's something going on. I just don't know what yet." He said shrinking back slightly from the young women's glare that was rivaling Amy Pond's.
"You mean to tell me that there are aliens somewhere in this school and you have no idea what kind they are?" Emmy asked, fear in her voice.
"That would be a no." The Doctor admitted sheepishly. "But I'm going to figure it, trust me."
" I guess I do. I mean, I don't really have a choice, do I? " Emmy joked, earning a protest from the Doctor. "Look, if anything weird starts happening, you'll be the first to know."
"Good." He said cheerfully, as the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.
They both walked into the classrooms after the Doctor once again reassured Emmy that he'd find whatever alien was terrorizing the school. Emmy tried to not let it worry her as she went back to her classroom. However, things too a turn for the weird when her honors class walked into the classroom after lunch.