A/N: Wow! Thanks for all the reviews, follows and favourites! I didn't expect to have so many when I first put this up… one week ago! It feels like it should have taken a lot longer than one week!

Anyway, here's the next chapter.

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Charles looked up in hope when he heard his name being called, hoping his parents had arrived. Yet he had no such luck. It was just that annoying John kid calling him over. What in the world did he want?

~CHS~

"Wow! He's actually coming over," The Doctor noted in surprise when Charles stood up and began moving towards them.

"You didn't expect him to?" Rose matched his surprised tone.

"It's always worth a try, Rose, always worth a try. You never know, you could be proved wrong," The Doctor said, indicating to Charles who had reached them, and was standing in front of the Doctor wondering what he wanted.

When the Doctor didn't speak and just stared at him, Charles decided to say something. There was no way he was going to allow the Doctor to put him through the trouble of walking over to him, just to be stared at. "What is it?"

"Oh, yes, sorry!" The Doctor apologised quickly, looking as if he had just snapped out of a trance. "You're coming with me." The Doctor glanced around to ensure no teachers were paying attention before strolling towards the area he thought the door was. He couldn't be completely sure however, it was dark.

"Wait, what?" Charles called after him, wondering why he had such a strange request.

"You going to help me get my phone back," The Doctor told him casually, as if it was a normal request to ask someone you didn't get on with. The Doctor sighed before walking back towards Charles. He obviously needed more persuasion than the Doctor had first assumed he would need.

"Why would I do that? My parents will be here soon," Charles informed him.

"Because you're the one who notified Miss Smith that I had it out in the first place so you're the one who is going to help me get it back from Saxon," The Doctor explained, getting into a fast rant as he spoke.

"That's Mr Saxon," Charles corrected him; interrupting the Doctor as his speech got almost too fast to comprehend.

"Didn't your parents ever teach you it was rude to interrupt?" The Doctor retorted quickly, making it seem as if he hadn't needed to think up a response. Charles opened his mouth to respond but didn't know the best way to. He quickly closed it again. "Good. Now, come on."

Charles sighed before eventually giving in and beginning to follow the Doctor. It would be a lot more interesting to go on a wander around the school than to be sat waiting for his parents to show up.

The Doctor started walking in the direction he had beforehand, hoping he was walking towards the door.

"Erm, Doctor," Rose muttered, walking beside him. "The door's that way." She indicated to the Doctor's left. He swiftly made a sharp left turn and promptly found the door.

"Hold on!" The Doctor groaned when he heard Gabriel's voice, and footsteps behind him.

"What?" The Doctor questioned, getting frustrated now. He just wanted to get his phone from Saxon and get out of the powerless school. Why did people keep finding the need to slow him down?

"Where are you going?" Gabriel questioned, breathing heavily from the small amount of running he had just done.

"None of your business. You're not going to snitch are you?" The Doctor answered, then looked to Rose when she tugged his sleeve in order to get his attention.

"You're being rude again," She whispered.

"Oh, thanks for telling me," The Doctor whispered back, then looked back to Gabriel. "Sorry, I meant we're going on an adventure around the school and would hate for you to come." He corrected himself, sending Gabriel a sarcastic grin.

"Hold on! You force me to come but don't want him to?" Charles exclaimed in annoyance. "Why don't you let him come in my place?"

"How about we all go and do with John wants to do and discuss the English task at the same time," a soft voice joined the four children stood in the middle of a dark archway, bickering. Gwyneth.

"Why would we want to discuss the English task?" Charles questioned, ignoring the social rules of greeting someone when they joined a conversation.

The Doctor rolled his eyes, "Weren't you listening? Or were you to busy trying to find ways to get my phone confiscated? It's a speaking assessment. We're going to have to do it in the end!"

"Great! I have to do an English assessment with you!" Charles muttered in annoyance.

"At least you don't have to do it with bickering boys!" Rose interrupted the arguing, once again. Trying to restore the conversation to one on the edge of normal, considering they were in a school with no power, trying to get a phone back when it was probably easier for one of them to ask for it back, Rose greeted Gwyneth with a hello.

"Hello, Rose," Gwyneth returned the greeting.

"Is anyone else going to join us from the shadows or can we get on with getting my phone back?" The Doctor grumbled. This was taking much longer than he had planned. Rose shot the Doctor a look. He simply responded with an innocent grin.

"It's funny. The school seems different in the dark," Charles mentioned. The Doctor squinted to try and recognise his surroundings, battling with the little light they had. It wasn't just that the school looked different, the hallway had gotten darker too. Murmurs of agreement filled the room and, even though the Doctor was reluctant to agree, he forced himself to.

"Hold on a minute. I have just the thing we need," The five fell into silence as they waited for the Doctor. Rose could just about make out the Doctor fishing about in his pockets for an item. "I'll get it in a second." The Doctor muttered and Rose could have sworn she saw half of his arm disappear into one of his pockets. "Ah! Here it is!"

Rose stared at the object in amazement. It looked like a torch, but not like the regular one he had given to Miss Smith, this one was three times its size.

After the Doctor turned his torch on, the rest of the group had to look away, the sudden amount of light blinding them.

"How did you fit that in your pockets?" Charles gasped in amazement, staring at the Doctor's torch.

"Never mind that," The Doctor told him, his voice came out in little more than a whisper. "We're in the Maths department."

"We can't be!" Charles protested, looking around the hallway. "The Maths department is on the other side of the school."

"Oh, come on, Charles!" The Doctor sighed at his protests. "Look around you. You can't deny that this is the Maths department."

"I'm not denying it," Charles replied, staring at the room number on the door closest to them. "It's just impossible. You have to go outside to get to the Maths department!"

"Maybe it was a ghost?" Rose suggested, standing close to Gwyneth who looked scared out of her wits.

"Oh, don't be stupid, Rose!" Charles laughed at her suggestion. "There are no such things as ghosts!"

"It's better than you're suggestion, Charles!" Rose retorted, understanding why the Doctor found him so annoying now. "I don't see you trying to help. You're just pointing out the obvious. It's impossible, yes, we know thank you!"

"Guys, did any of you see where Gabriel went?" The Doctor's eyes were wide, staring at the spot where the missing boy had been standing in a second ago.

"This is getting creepy now," Rose admitted, her heart pumping double time.

"I agree," Gwyneth spoke, her voice shaking in fear.

"Everyone just remain calm, I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation, isn't there, John?" Charles was desperate and the Doctor seemed to know more than he was letting on. When he got no response, Charles turned to where the Doctor had wandered away from the group a little, staring almost in admiration at the thing he had his torchlight on. "John?"

"What were you saying about no such things as ghosts, Charles?" The Doctor breathed out, grinning at the sight in front of him.

Charles followed the torchlight and found his eyes clasped on a white figure. His jaw dropped.

"Is that a ghost?" Rose asked the Doctor, having followed his torchlight to also see the white figure. The Doctor simply nodded.

Gwyneth was now holding Rose's jacket tightly, staring at the ghost in fear. "Is that what brought us to the Maths department? Is that what made Gabriel disappear?"

"I think so," The Doctor nodded then hastily began to back away as the ghost hovered towards them. "I have a suggestion. Run!"