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After the initial, creepy silence, the room was then filled by screaming from panicking girls and those with phobias of the dark. "Will everyone please calm down?" Miss Smith's voice came sharply above the noise of the screaming.
While Miss Smith was busily trying to calm everyone down, the Doctor was searching is pockets for his torch.
Eventually, he found it. By the time, Miss Smith had successfully calmed the class down. The Doctor switched the torch on and placed it under his chin, "Perhaps we should tell some ghost stories, miss!" He suggested, grinning.
"Pass me the torch please, John," In the dim light, the Doctor could just about see Miss Smith beckoning him towards her. Now she was taking his torch too? Fantastic.
The class were talking in a hushed whisper now as the Doctor returned to his seat and Miss Smith used his torch to place in the middle of the room, lighting the room up quite well, considering how small the torch was.
The class spent the next two minutes, glancing around the room at each other, wondering what was going to happen next. Even Miss Smith was unsure whether there was any point continuing the lesson. She had only just plugged her laptop in to stop the battery from dying when the room had been submerged into darkness, showing the start of the powercut. If the headteacher was sending out any emails, she wouldn't be able to receive them. "Sean!" Miss Smith called to the nearest boy to her. "Can you go next door and see if any of the teachers have received an email?"
"Yes, miss," Sean nodded and got to his feet, pushing his chair back under the table as he began to walk towards the door.
A sudden knock on the door made Sean freeze in the middle of the classroom and, once again, the class fell into silence.
"Maybe it's a ghost?" The Doctor spoke up, breaking the awkward silence when nobody else dared to.
"That's not helping, John!" Charles muttered as a couple of whimpers were heard on the other side of the classroom. "I'm sure there's a perfectly rational explanation!" Charles stood up and walked towards the door.
"Well, if you die don't come back to haunt me!" The Doctor shrugged, glancing at Rose who seemed to have remained quiet during this event.
Charles shot the Doctor a 'don't be stupid look' before opening the door. A boy, probably in the year above them, was standing in the doorway holding a torch.
"Mr Mott is calling an emergency assembly in the main hall," the boy informed the class, looking mostly at Miss Smith before disappearing from view.
The classroom was immediately filled with chairs scrapping and excited chatter about what may be happening. "Move in an orderly fashion, please!" Miss Smith called after the flock of children leaving the classroom.
The Doctor lingered behind as the classroom emptied. He went to pick his torch up but Miss Smith already had it in her hands. "Miss, do you mind if I have my torch and phone back please?"
"I'm sorry, John," Miss Smith sighed. "You must know the rules by now. I'm giving it to Mr Saxon as soon as I see him next. You'll get your phone back at the end of the day. And do you mind if I keep the torch for a while? I haven't got my own."
"Whatever," The Doctor shrugged, joining Rose before they headed for the door together.
Charles, who was stood holding the door open, shot the Doctor an 'I told you' look as the Doctor passed stepped through the doorway. The Doctor couldn't help but roll his eyes at Charles' immaturity.
~CHS~
Rose found herself sitting on the uncomfortable school assembly chairs when she would normally just be finishing her English lesson. The room was much darker than usual, which was down to the power cut the school was currently facing. The teachers had tried their best to light up the room using the few torches they had, which almost made the problem worse.
Mr Mott, the headteacher was stood at the front of the room by the podium. Normally, he would have used a microphone to help the people at the back of the hall hear him yet, due to the lack of power, he was unable to do so.
"Because of the lack of power," Mr Mott began, speaking as loudly as he could. "Coal Hill School has been forced to close until the issue has been sorted." He had struggled to keep himself heard as once the word 'close' had come out of his mouth, the school hall had been filled with shouts of happiness and freedom.
The teachers leapt into action, forcing the students who had begun jumping about to return to sitting down and quieting the hall down.
"Yes," Mr Mott continued. "We are all very excited, evidently. "We have contacted all your parents and guardians, and have compiled a list, which can be found in each four corners of the school, to those whose parents have asked for them to remain in our care until they are able to pick you up. If your name is not there, you're parents are on their way to collect you or are happy to allow you to walk home if that is what you normally do. Thank you."
Mr Mott moved away from the podium and students scrambled to take a look at the list, which resulted in a couple of injuries.
~CHS~
The Doctor sighed. He hated queues. After the incident where many students had almost been trampled while attempting to look at the list, the teachers had to rethink their method. There were now seven queues: one for each year group, ranging from year seven to the sixth form year groups.
The Doctor found himself being ushered over to the group of kids who still didn't quite have freedom within their grasps. When Rose joined him the Doctor frowned in confusion. "Can't you walk back?"
"Of course!" Rose replied. "I was coming to get you. You're walking like normal, right?"
"No, sorry, my," The Doctor hesitated momentarily. "Parents, they, err, don't like change. Don't want me walking home in the snow. They're going to come and collect me. They'll most probably be late. You go home."
"Nah, I'll stay with you," Rose told him.
"No, it's fine, honestly, go!" The Doctor tried to persuade her. "I've got Gwyneth to keep me company," he indicated to his right where the shy girl from their English group was sat reading.
"It sounds like you want to get rid of me!" Rose faked a hurt expression. "Anyway, there's no way I'm leaving you here with those two!" Rose nodded behind him. "You'll burn the school down fighting!"
The Doctor turned around to see who she was talking about then let out a groan: Charles and Gabriel. "I didn't see them there." He paused before saying more. "On second thoughts, don't leave me!"
"I wasn't planning on it!" Rose laughed.
~CHS~
Ten minutes later and the Doctor was already bored. They had been told to talk amongst themselves by the teachers but no one seemed to want to talk. "I need to get my phone," he muttered to Rose. "See where my," he hesitated once again. "Parents are."
"Then just go and ask Miss Smith for it back!" Rose shrugged. She too was bored but she had told the Doctor she wouldn't leave him. She had to stay.
"You heard her! She's given it to Saxon!" The Doctor sighed. "There's no way I'm asking for it back. He's probably got it locked away in his classroom, knowing him." The Doctor fell deep into thought for a minute before hi manic grin spread across his face. Rose didn't like that grin. Most often it meant he had a stupid plan which he thought was amazing. And Rose had a feeling she knew what this stupid plan was.
"You're not going to break into Saxon's classroom, are you?" She asked reluctantly, not wanting to hear the answer.
"Oh, yes!" The Doctor grinned, scanning the room. "Oi! Charles!"
Rose stared at him. Why was he calling Charles over? She thought the Doctor wanted to break into Saxon's classroom, not make him temporarily deaf from the two boys constant arguing. This was not going to end well.