"Ok class, tomorrow we will be visiting Giant's Cave. Make sure that you have handed in your permission note and wear decent clothing. Bring a jacket as well.", Mr. Smith reminded the year nine students.

The siren emitted a high pitched, loud and irritating wailing noise, signalling the end of school.

"Dismissed.", he stated, walking back to his desk to organise some papers and books.

Nobody noticed, but as the students rushed to get out of the classroom door, a man dressed in a black suit with a blood-red tie narrowed his eyes, scanning the crowd. When the last of the students had cleared out, he watched Holly, Rebecca and Shannon as they walked up the slight hill and split up to go separate ways to each of their houses. At the last second, Rebecca turned and caught a glimpse of him, before he disappeared behind a group of younger students. When they cleared away, he was gone.

Holly kicked the chair in front of her boredly as the bus passed yet more yellowed fields and some herds of sheep and cows.

"3 hours to get to some cave. I almost wish I was back at school right now.", she complained.

"Dude, can you at least suffer quietly? Some of us are doing this thing called thinking.", Shannon replied, glaring at her friend.

"Hey guys, imagine if the TARDIS landed in the middle of the bus right now…", Rebecca interrupted.

"Yeah because that's so going to happen.", Holly said sarcastically.

Rebecca opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted by the girl in front of her turning around.

"Would you nerds shut up already?", she shot.

"I'm sorry, what was that, Stephanie? I can't speak stupid.", Shannon retorted before Holly could punch Stephanie in the face.

Stephanie turned back around with a sneer, ignoring them yet again. She was pretty much the closest thing to an enemy that Rebecca, Holly and Shannon had. Holly had already hit her in the face twice, nearly getting suspended. It had been well worth wiping the smug smile off of her face both times though.

"Ok 9D, we have finally reached Giant's Cave. Don't leave anything on the bus or you might not see it again.", Mr. Smith, their teacher announced.

The class started to stand and climb off the bus, the boys pushing and shoving each other to try and knock each other off.

"Why are guys so violent?", Holly questioned.

"Why are you so violent? I didn't teach you guys martial arts so that you could punch people in the face even when they really deserve it.", Shannon told her, and earned a glare.

Once the entire class of 9D reached the cave mouth, they were told to put their jackets on. Rebecca pulled a fluffy white jumper on that had rainbows on it. Holly had a dark grey jacket with a small horse in it, and Shannon had brought a simple red and black plaid shirt. Her friends and pretty much everyone else told her that she had way too much plaid. All that they would get in return was a judgemental expression.

"Into the cave we shall go now.", Holly told her friends dramatically as the group of students entered the darkness.

"Hey Rebecca, do you think that there will be any weeping angels?", Shannon teased, and with that they turned on their torches, trailing behind the main group.

"Twenty minutes into a cave so dark we can't see without torches and I still am not all that impressed.", Holly stated.

They were now in the darkest section of the cave, and there were tumbled rocks everywhere along the edges of the path, making small caves and tunnels. Every one of the 19 classmates ahead of the three girls was trying to scare the person next to them or shove them off the path. Mr. Smith and the cave guides were all at the front apart from one, who was making sure no-one got left behind.

Holly stopped for a moment, realising she had dropped her pocket notebook behind her. She turned around and bent down to pick it up, and almost jumped when she saw that the tour guide behind her had completely black eyes. She blinked and looked again, but the irises were back to brown. She put her notebook back in her pocket, and then continued walking. It had been a trick of the light, obviously.