Stardust: a Doctor Who fanfiction (part 2) Chapter Two
“A TARDIS? What’s that?” she asks as we turn to leave. Not really wanting to explain that I have a time traveling spaceship right now, I just say, “You’ll find out soon enough, and I don’t think we should spend much more time in here before that Mr. Bently returns.”
When we start to leave the dusty room selling what appears to be half price pens, as if on cue, a short, bit more than slightly overweight man with a comb-over dressed in a ratty suit and tie stands a few feet away.
Stardust: a Doctor Who fanfiction (part 1) I wake up on a Wednesday morning to the usual annoying sound of my alarm clock buzzing in my face; it read 7:47, wait, 7:47?!?
“Oh no! My shift starts at eight!” I say to myself as I immediately jump out of bed and throw on an old pair of jeans, a pink tee, an ice blue hoodie, a pair of blue trainers, and grab my necklace, a pretty gold symbol with all sorts of circles, dots, and lines engraved into it, pull my knee-length hair through a brush before yanking it back into my snowflake headband and take a brief look at myself in the full length mirror in my room. A pale, skinny girl in her early twenties (even though I still look about seventeen) with white- blonde hair stares back at me for a moment before I rush out the door.
“Ugh, I wish I could just fly to work,” I mutter to myself as I turned a street corner.
When I finally arrive at the shop where I work, a