Doctor who Worle School

by doctorwhoizcool

I do not own doctor who but I do own the other characters in the story. I also own the idea of the school and yes it is a real school just so you know. Please read doctor who The Cyberqueen first before reading this story.

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The 9'oclock bell sounded, marking the start of the first lesson. Hannah had layed out the equipment ready for use. The year eights entered the class in an orderly fashion, ready to begin the lesson. "Good morning, I'm Miss Ives. I will be your supply teacher until further notice. Right then I've been told that you are are working on portraites of yourselves. The equipment is out. Your portraits are over in the red box. Is there anyone who doesn't know what they are doing? Just ask if you are not sure ok." the year eights got to work drawing from photos of themselves, while Hannah loaded up the register on the Apple IMac. One of the students, a tall slim boy, walked over to her.

" Miss, can we listen to our iPods?" He asked.

"Yes of course. Sorry what's your name?" She asked.

"Bradley, miss." He said before returning to his seat.

"You are allowed to listen to your ipods as long as you have headphones. I will put the radio on for those of you who don't have an iPod or headphones." She walked over to the radio and switched it on. It was playing one of her favourite songs, Lighting by The Wanted. It seemed like ages since she had heard this song. Well it was ages, a hundred years in fact. She remembered it well. After she had turned the radio on, she returned to the computer.

"Ok register" she said called their names and they each answered in turn. When she had got down to the fourteenth person, she noticed the last name of the child Bradley, who had asked her a question earlier, Ives. He had the same last name as her. What if Bradley was her missing son James, who was taken from her at birth? She continued to think this through as she called out the rest of the names.

Miss Jones popped her head around the door, to see if Hannah was ok. "I have to pop out for a while, so if you need anything Mrs Sanders is around, ok." She said. Hannah nodded.

"Its ok I think I'll be fine."

Five minutes after Miss Jones had left the room, the lights flickered and the electricity fluctuated. Something bad was happening, Hannah could sense it.