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The Doctor grinned in relief when the bell went. The eight hours were over and so was school! For the day. The Doctor grabbed his bag, ignoring Rose calling his name, well, John, as shouting Doctor across the room would sound weird, and headed for the door, faster than he normally would. But he wasn't fast enough. Rose succeeded in her mission of catching up with him. "Hold on a minute! You can't just go running off!" Rose protested, hurrying after him.

"Yes I can. This is me, leaving school and going home," The Doctor replied cheerfully, not slowing down his pace as he began the descent down the stairs.

"But, listen to me!" Rose called, having to jog now to keep up with his long strides. "I didn't mean to annoy you. I was trying to make conversation. It's what you do when you sit next to someone! If you didn't want to talk, you shouldn't have forced me to sit next to you!"

The Doctor laughed and his pace slowed when they reached the bottom of the stairs, "I didn't force you."

"You kind of did!" Rose laughed too, glad that he'd slowed down so she didn't have to jog. "So, just the Doctor, right?"

"That's right!" The Doctor nodded.

"Is that supposed to sound impressive?" Rose finally gathered the confidence to question his choice of 'name'. It had been bothering her since he first introduced himself.

"Kind of," The Doctor admitted, grinning madly.

"Well, it doesn't!" Rose informed him and struggled not to laugh when she saw his grin fade, being replaced by a fake sign of hurt.

"Hey!" He protested.

"I need to leave you now," Rose sighed after smiling. Their conversation was just becoming less awkward as well. "This is my block of flats," she told him, pointing in the general direction of the flats.

"See you tomorrow, Rose Tyler," The Doctor nodded to show he understood as she back away, past a wall full of graffiti such as 'powell', 'bad wolf' and 'teens rock', which looked like they had been written by seven year olds!

"Not if I see you first, Doctor!" Rose waved at him before disappearing into the building she lived in. The Doctor sighed before continuing down the path beside the main road.

~CHS~

Rose pushed the door open to her flat, hoping that Tuesday would come faster. She wanted to secure her friendship with the Doctor. He was fun to and easy to talk to, even if he was good at giving someone the silent treatment, but not too good, seeing as he did give up after three hours! But Rose could deal with that! She would just have to learn what would annoy the Doctor and avoid saying things related to those topics.

Rose shut the door behind her. "I'm home!" She called out. She didn't really know why. It was a habit she and her mum had just got into when she was younger. It had stuck.

Jackie, her mum, appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, with a plate in her hand. Rose guessed she was clearing the draining board, "Did you have a good day?" Jackie asked.

"It was eventful," Rose nodded, smiling slightly.

"Well, you have a visitor," Jackie informed her, indicating with her head towards the living room before disappearing back into the kitchen.

Rose dropped her school bag in the hallway before making her way through into the living room, "Mickey!" She grinned, when she saw her best friend from primary school sat on the sofa. They had been split up after Primary School when Rose attended her old secondary school and Mickey attended Coal Hill School. Rose had wished to find some new friends, aside from Mickey. He was a good friend but some female friends would have been nice, which was why she had been so reluctant to start at his school. Today, Mickey had been off school ill and Rose couldn't help but be glad. If Mickey had been in, she most likely wouldn't have met the Doctor.

"Hey Rose," Mickey greeted her, sliding over on the sofa to let her sit down. "How was school?"

"It was good. No thanks to you ditching me!" Rose joked, hitting him on the arm softly. "I made a friend to replace you!"

"You can't replace me. It's impossible," Mickey told her and Rose laughed at how serious Mickey had manage to remain even though he started laughing with Rose shortly after. "Who did you befriend?"

"The Doctor," Rose was too used to calling him by that name now, even though she'd only recently met him, that the name just slipped out.

"The school doesn't have a doctor," Mickey said slowly. "It has a nurse, but not a doctor."

"I meant John Smith," Rose corrected herself.

"He never talks to anyone!" Mickey exclaimed, exaggerating slightly.

"He spoke to me," Rose shrugged.

~CHS~

The next day, Rose walked into the school grounds with Mickey at her side. During their walk to school, they had determined that they weren't in the same class but had decided to meet up at break and lunch times. Now, that they had finally reached the school, Rose subconsciously blocked Mickey out, scanning the crowd of students for any sign of the Doctor.

On the other side of the crowd, Rose could just about make out a slim figure with brown, messy hair. She knew that it most likely wasn't him, considering the Doctor preferred to stay away from large crowds of people, but decided it was worth a look anyway.

She pushed through the crowd of people, leaving Mickey behind her. She heard him calling her name behind her but was too intent on reaching the figure she suspected to be the Doctor to wait for him.

Without warning, she was suddenly pulled to her right by a large student, with black hair. He was definitely older than her, maybe two or three years older? Rose couldn't tell for sure.

"Get off me!" Rose protested, trying to pull away as the boy pulled her in the opposite direction to the direction she wanted to go.

"I don't want to hurt you or anything, don't worry!" The boy told her when they reached the edge of the crowd and Rose was back to square one, pretty much in the same place she was before she left Mickey. "My name's Clive."

Just like the previous day, when she had met the Doctor, Rose's head was spinning with questions but she didn't ask any, she just told this boy – Clive – her name, "Rose."

"You're becoming friends with that Doctor guy, right?" Clive asked her.

"Yeah, I am. What's it to do with you?" Rose asked one of her own questions, slightly annoyed that he had took her back to where she started just to ask her that question.

"I wanted to warn you. He's dangerous," Clive replied, leaning in as if it was some important information that no one else was allowed hear.

Rose laughed, unsure if he was being deadly serious, or joking. "He's not dangerous," she disagreed.

Without giving her any warning, Clive shoved a pad of paper into her hands. "When you get the chance, read it," he told her. "It's his diary from when he was in primary school. If you read it, you'll see that everyone he gets close to get injured, leaves the school or gets excluded." Rose looked down at the paper to see some writing on the top right hand corner:

Property of John Smith: Hands off

Rose looked back up at Clive and held the pad of paper up in the air, "Where did you get this from? Did you steal it?"

"Just be careful," Clive muttered then looked at her in surprise when she shoved the paper back into his hands. He looked like he was going to say something else but he didn't and soon moved away.

"Who was that?" Rose jumped when Mickey appeared to her side, staring after Clive as he walked away, placing the wad of paper back into his bag.

"Just some nutter," Rose replied as the bell went, ordering them to their next lesson.