A.N: Okay, it's been four days since I last updated but I was a bit busy! Anyway, the next chapter is here. Not much dialogue in this one though.

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The Doctor and Rose's first lesson, English, had passed rather quickly. Miss Jones did her best to avoid their table and the Doctor could only assume it was because she didn't want the whole class finding out she was an MI6 agent. He could understand why, that would create quite a lot of chaos and spread throughout the school in seconds!

The Doctor had decided to wait patiently for what was left of the lesson then linger behind at the end so Miss Jones could explain everything to him. That plan had failed, however, and Miss Jones seemed in a hurry to leave the classroom. In fact, she was the first one out. As soon as she had dismissed the class, she had stepped out of the classroom.

The Doctor had grabbed his bag to run after her but by the time he had pushed his way through the crowd who were also desperate to get out of the classroom, she had disappeared.

Now, the Doctor was sat in one of Saxon's boring Music lessons, droning on about drum beats. The Doctor could have sworn he had a thing about drums. At least one in four lessons would be based on the drums and how to keep a steady beat. The class were practically professionals at it by now and they'd only been stuck in Saxon's classes for half a year!

Of all the teachers who had not mysteriously developed flu, Saxon just had to be one of them. The Doctor groaned, why did life have to be so unfair?

Unlike English, Music had passed really slowly as per usual. The Doctor had been hoping that they'd have one of those supply teachers for Music, hoping he'd have a decent Music lesson for once. As soon as he had seen Saxon, however, his hopes had flown out of the window and he readied himself for another long Music lesson.

At break, Rose and the Doctor had met up with Mickey, much to the Doctor's annoyance. Rose had successfully managed to convince him that with three of them they would most likely find Miss Jones and find out what the Bad Wolf division was. The Doctor had sighed and agreed as Rose's logic made sense, then waited as she explained the situation to Mickey. Mickey had stared at them in amazement and disbelief before eventually agreeing to help.

They then spent the remainder of break searching for Miss Jones. After checking her classroom, they had gone to look in the staff room. Both Dr Song and Miss Smith usually let them in whenever they needed to speak to a teacher however it turned out that Dr Song was also one of those teachers who had come down with the flu and no other teacher would let them in, no matter how good the excuse they came up with. Within the last five minutes of break, the trio had managed to convince Mr Green to take a look in the staff room and inform them if she was in there. It turned out that they had wasted their break time as Miss Jones had not entered the staff room at all.

Before separating from Mickey, they had decided to meet up at lunch time to continue their search for Miss Jones and the truth of why MI6 would come to their school out of the many better ones around the country.

The Doctor and Rose's third lesson of the day, Food Technology, had been their first with one of the supply teachers from Mr Green's company. Once again, their teacher, Mrs Blaine, had immediately known the Doctor's name, just as Mr Green had done before her. When asked how she knew his name, she gave the same excuse as Mr Green then immediately asked one of their classmates for her name.

The Doctor spent his Food Technology lesson feeling rather uncomfortable. He had been certain that Mrs Blaine was watching him closely and it felt rather creepy. He avoided making eye contact with her for the whole lesson, keeping his head down and wishing the lesson would hurry up and finish. Eventually, the lesson had finished and the Doctor hurried out as quickly as possible, though continued to avoid eye contact with that strange teacher.

Their next lesson, History, went along the same lines as Food Technology had before it, with the Doctor feeling uncomfortable and avoiding eye contact with the teacher who seemed rather interested in him.

By lunch time, the Doctor had spent two continuous lessons feeling uncomfortable and explained the situation to Rose and Mickey as soon as possible, telling them he was certain that there was something going on with the supply teachers. Mickey had nodded in agreement and told the Doctor that one of the supply teachers had pulled him out of the lesson just to ask him about the Doctor.

Within seconds, the Doctor had formulated a plan and had begun to explain it to Rose and Mickey at full pace, telling them that the teachers would most likely not let them into the staff room again during lunch so they should just spend lunch as if it was a normal day then go hunting for answers after school.

Rose had agreed with the idea almost straight away but Mickey had been less convinced. Lunch time ended with the Doctor calling Mickey a sissy and telling him just to go home and see if he could find anything on the internet if he didn't want to risk getting into trouble.

And that was exactly what the trio did. Mickey returned home, going straight to his computer as soon as he got their while the Doctor and Rose hid in the boys and girls toilets, respectively, until they could be certain that the coast was clear and that few teachers remained in the school.

The Doctor sighed in boredom. The toilet seat wasn't the comfiest places in the world. He had been sat there for an hour now, having become bored within the first ten minutes or so. He looked at his watch which confirmed that it was half past four. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialled a number.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Rose!" The Doctor greeted. "I'm bored."

"Trust you to be bored! Anyway, this was your idea and I've already been sat here for an hour. You're not pulling out now. We only have half an hour left to wait."

"Half an hour is quite a long time," The Doctor pointed out, staring at the white wall to his left hand side. "Have you had any texts from Mickey?"

"Apparently every site which looks hopeful just has a load of passwords and security on them."

"Can't he hack it?" The Doctor asked.

"He's not that good with computers!"

"Shame," The Doctor said then froze when he heard the door bang shut. "I've got to go," he whispered as quickly as he could to Rose then hung up. He held his breath, just hoping that whoever had entered the toilets wouldn't discover a young kid hiding in them.

~CHS~

Rose grinned in relief when 5pm finally arrived. She just hoped the Doctor was okay. He had suddenly hung up on her and she hadn't had any contact with him since. She got to her feet and stretched before pushing the cubicle door open.

She hurried through the school to the place the Doctor and Rose had agreed to meet. In fact, Rose didn't even know the place existed, she had just agreed to the first place the Doctor had told her: a cupboard near the Art department. She pulled out the key and tried unlocking the door with it. The key worked and she pushed the door open, wondering how the Doctor had gotten the key in the first place.

The thought escaped her mind after she closed the door behind her and she was submerged into darkness. She pulled out her phone to give her some light and stared in amazement at the large yet messy cupboard.

She frowned when she saw a couple of jelly babies scattered across the floor but ignored it. She settled down on a beanbag to the back of the cupboard, it was much comfier than the toilet seat! Then she waited, once again. This time, she wasn't waiting for a specific time, but for the Doctor.