I have risen from the dead! I did have to do a few favors and a little bit of soul selling, but I'm back guys.
All Scarlet could feel was an aching head. She moved it slightly and quickly realized she was on the floor. This happened way too often. She tried to get up, but some unseen force was keeping her on the ground, must have been some alien technology. Great, so that means the alien found me. Scarlet sighed, which sadly made the alien notice that she was awake.
The creature crept around her. From her angle, the first thing she saw was a huge bust. Like a D-cup. She looked relatively human; long ginger hair and hazel eyes that slowly met her gaze. Actually, she looked completely human; was she? The Doctor really needed to give her more information sometimes.
"A Time Lady." The maybe alien woman said, flashing some gizmo at her. Her voice seemed human. "You'll fetch a fine price."
"I'm sorry?" Scarlet said, trying to look strong even in her current state.
"Money darling," She sighed, "You know, bling bling? Credits?" Scarlet had heard that term before, but only from one man.
"Please don't tell me your a Time Agent." Scarlet begged with a sarcastic tone.
"Well, ex-agent," The woman showed off her wrist strap, which looked familiar to both hers and Jacks.
"So you're gonna sell me?"
"Yeah, and I'll start an early retirement." This woman really annoyed Scarlet. She didn't know if it was her over exaggerated southern accent or the fact that she thought that selling people was an okay thing to do. People from the future are confusing.
Before she could mutter another word, Scarlet was attacked by duct tape. Her mouth, arms, and legs were completely disabled. The only thing she found amusing about this was watching the future bimbo struggle with the sticky tape. She was then shoved into a laundry bag, and dragged to who knows where.
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"I'm worried." Clara said as they sat at a bench in the from green of the university. "Scarlet didn't show up for lunch, it been two hours since she last called."
"It's all going according to plan." The Doctor said calmly, while making faces at girls so they would stop staring at him.
"I know, but its taking too long." The Doctor opened his mouth to answer, but was distracted by a woman, like all the others, who was staring at him. This one was different. Instead of looking at him with jealousy and lust, her hazel eyes filled with greed and a little bit of confusion. She was one of the school's janitors with some laundry to clean, but she took the time to pause and look at him. She wasn't just staring at him, she was staring directly at his chest.
"That's her." The Doctor said quietly to Clara, "Now casually distract her, and i'll free Scarlet."
"You mean Scarlet's in that laundry bin?"
"Yeah, go quickly!" Clara walked abruptly across the lawn to the orange-haired woman. She wasn't the best with improvising, but she wasn't going to let that stop her.
"Excuse me, Miss." Clara said, adjusting the fake spectacles on her face.
"Yes?" The janitor asked.
"There's a um...spill, in the English hall, and it really needs picking up." The ginger sighed.
"I'm not a complete idiot, I saw you sitting on that bench with the Time Lord." The woman jumped on her, just as the Doctor had sneaked behind her. He held the ginger back, cuffing her arms together.
"Is this what we do now? Arrest people?" Clara asked.
"Did you want me to let her attack you?"
"No but, handcuffs? really?" The ginger looked annoyed by their bickering.
"Okay, so what are you going to do with me!?" The Doctor pulled out his screwdriver and soniced the vortex manipulator; it fizzed and sparked.
"This will take you back to your time." He said sternly. "Don't come back." He pushed the button on the wrist strap and the girl disappeared. "So long!" He said sarcastically. He smiled at Clara like a idiot.
"What?" She asked, although she was afraid she wouldn't like the answer.
"We still have two more classes to teach." Clara groaned.
"And Scarlet?"
"What about her?" He asked.
"Did you get her out of the laundry bin?"
"Oh." The Doctor reached in, pulling out various types of clothing until he hit the bottom. He pulled the girl out of the bag and ripped off all the duck tape restricting her. Her face seemed red with anger.
"What? I freed you, shouldn't you be happy?" The Doctor said, still smiling at all his accomplishments.
"You didn't think to tell me that we were after a time agent who wanted to sell aliens for money?" Scarlet said.
"Ex-time agent, like Jack." The Doctor corrected. Instead of getting angry, Scarlet just sighed and started walking towards the TARDIS. "Where are you going? We still have the rest of the day to teach!" He shouted after her.
"If you think I'm looking at another annoying preppy college student again for the rest of my life then your gonna be disappointed."