Alex rolled back into the hallway in shock. It was then that she sheepishly noticed the sign directing students to the library.
I've changed in two years. Shorter hair, the wheelchair… plus most teachers call me by my surname. Maybe he won't notice me.
So Alex made it to the library as the bell rang. She completed the math assignment, and stared lazily out the window.
Her daydreaming was interrupted by a man bursting through the door. Papers fell from his arms, and the librarian stared at him with fury. "Sorry- sorry- yes, thank you-" he rambled as he bumped into other pupils and a few handed him back his papers.
Alex bit her lip to hold in a gasp. The Doctor was back.
The Doctor approached Professor Walters, where he struggled to explain. "Sorry about the papers… but I'm John Smith, the new aid!"
Professor Walters turned away from the student he was helping. "Class, this is Mr. Smith, he's the new aid." He stared at a group of boys who were currently elbow-fighting, hands tucked into their armpits. "Try not to give him a hard time."
Alex stared down at her lap, fiddling with the blanket hiding her shriveled, disused legs. She didn't need any help with math, so…
But now Professor Walters was walking towards her. "West," he began. "Since you seem to be finished, do you think you could retrieve my lesson book from the classroom?"
Alex nodded, and started to turn, before the Doctor jumped up. "Er, I'll get it, sir."
Professor Walters turned to the Doctor angrily. "She's perfectly capable."
Alex shot a look at the Doctor. "I'll manage." I've managed without you for two years. Lost the use of my legs, but two years.
The Doctor turned back to the student. Great. I've got the Professor mad at me, and some girl is going to see the TARDIS.
Alex retrieved the lesson book, glancing solemnly at the silent TARDIS. She slowly wheeled herself to the box, placing her hand gently on it.
You missed me.
The thought vibrated in her mind, and she quickly took her hand away. "No." she said quietly.
Wheeling back to the library, she kept up her act by doing what any other person would have done. "Professor, there's currently a… Police Box occupying your classroom!"
Professor Walters looked confused, the Doctor looked devastated. "Here, come look!" Alex wheeled away at a speed so quick Professor Walters had to jog to keep up.
He got a quick glimpse of the blue box before it completely disappeared, leaving an even more confused Professor and an inwardly jubilant Alex.
The Doctor ducked back behind the pillar, clutching his sonic screwdriver. He had gotten the TARDIS to travel to the lot behind the school. But it was a close call. Glancing at the girl in the wheelchair, he let out a silent breath of air. That girl was trouble… what was her name? West?
Yes, West. West was certainly trouble.
Author's Note
Alriiight… why haven't I gotten any reviews? (-n-)
I'd like to see 3 reviews on this chapter… please?
-ATLK