Before we take the outfits off, I remember the camera H gave me. I have to take a picture with everyone here, especially if I'm dressed as Clara Oswald. Even if I didn't have the camera I would still take a picture with my mobile. This meeting is memorable as it is, I want a memento of this. A memento of me being the Doctor's companion. I don't get a chance like this one often.

We all gather as tightly as we can and handle the camera to Shaun, the one with the longest arms. I'm not sure if it's gonna work out but we have to try. I don't want anyone out of this picture.

"I can take the picture if you don't mind," the man behind the cash offers without moving from his spot.

"Oh, you would? Thank you so much!" I chirp, smiling widely.

It's been a while since I've had such a good day. Today I've smiled honestly more than I've done in the whole semester.

The man leaves his place behind the cashing machine and approaches us. Everyone smiles at him and I assume all of them know him as they always hold the meetings here.

"He's the owner," Laly explains to me. "He's always been a Doctor Who fan but he doesn't take part of the meetings. He's Holly's father."

"Ooohh," is my only response. I think it's amazing to have parents who also are fans of your favourite show. Even better if it was one of them who introduced you to the show.

Holly's father grabs the camera and once again we pose for the picture, this time without having to squeeze to the point of asphyxiation.

"Say cheese," he requests and we reply with a chorus of "cheese."

Seconds later he the picture is handed to me, it hasn't fully revealed so we all wait and once it's clear I smile even wider. We all look so happy, like we are having a great time. I love the picture and it's strange but this time I actually like how I look in the picture. I wonder if it's because I'm really happy in it. It's said that a smile is the best makeup, and after this picture I feel inclined to believe it.

"I want a copy of this," Laly states and soon everyone else shows their agreement.

"Give me your emails, when I get home I'll scan it and send it to everyone," I offer and I receive a chorus of yeses.

Whilst I put the picture safely inside my journal I hand them my mobile so all of them can save their contacts with their emails.

"Is it bad if I don't want to take off the costume?" I ask once my mobile is back in my hands.

Holly giggles. "I feel like that all the time," she confesses, making me feel a tad bit better.

But even if I want to keep pretending to be Clara I have to get back in my clothes. Laly and Cami help and this time it takes us considerably less to get ready. I feel a wee bit sad when I look at myself in the mirror because I'm myself again and the burden is back on my shoulders. Even if it was for a few minutes I wasn't myself, I was Clara Oswald and that gave me a freedom that it's hard to explain. I wonder if, I were to become an actress, this is how I would feel every time I get to play a different character. I've always liked theatre but as it's normal in me, I've never actually tried.

Maybe this is my chance to, for once, try for real. I really enjoyed playing Clara and I would like to feel like that again.

"Maca," Sarah approaches me. I'm still in front if the mirror but I'm not actually seeing my reflection, my gaze is lost as I get engulfed by my thoughts. I don’t even noticed Laly and Cami left me alone. "You okay?" she asks me noticing I've lost the smile only face.

"Yes, just thinking of how much I liked doing this. I've always been fond of acting," I tell her with a new smile, not as wide as before.

"Oh, if you really like you can always come to visit company. You can see how it works and even audition. You are good, I think you can do it if you really want to."

Her words mean so much to me because she's in a theatre company; acting is what she lives for. She wouldn't just tell me that because she's my friend or because she's nice, I know she's honest. She's not saying I'm a genius or whatever, she's telling me that if I try I can do it because I have a chance. That makes a difference in me.

"Thank you. I'll totally hold you on that," I reply with a wider smile, a more excited one this time.

She replies with one of the same kind and the next second her arm is on my shoulder, keeping me close. "Besides, I know of someone who would be very, very happy if you join our company," Sarah whispers and I feel my cheeks heating in embarrassment.

 I don't know what's her idea of H and I, but for some reason I think it involves romance. I can't talk about that, he's a stranger —my stranger—, I can't just fancy him or whatever. I still don't know his name! And he doesn't know me either. I have the impression she's misinterpreting things.

I can’t fancy the post-it boy. That’s ridiculous, right?

“And talking about that crazy little boy, I have a letter for you,” Sarah carries on and this time she steps aside and looks for something in her pocket. “Here, and also a candy,” she adds and I smile, remembering how H told me that if I associated her with Sarah Jane she would give me a treat. He wasn’t lying.

“Thank you,” I say receiving both the letter and the candy.

“Do you want me to leave you alone?” she asks and I nod. For some reason it makes me self-conscious that she is watching me whilst I read a letter from him.

Sarah leaves and I’m alone in the changing room of the café, the one the employees use to change into their uniforms. I take a seat on a bench in front of the lockers and I first open the candy wrap. It’s strawberry flavoured and I quite like it. Whilst enjoying my treat I open the letter, wondering where he is going to take me now.

Maca,

Did you have fun with the whovians? They are a very cheerful group and they promised me they would give you special treatment. If they didn’t keep their word just let me know, I won’t give them more of my super, mega, ultra famous cupcakes. Oh yes, I’m an excellent baker.

Anyway, talking about food, are you hungry? If things are going according to plan it should be time for lunch now. Would you let me take you to a very special place?

I must be honest, I weighed the option of joining you for lunch a lot. And I really mean it: a. lot. Don’t think that because I’m doing all this I’m trying to drag the moment I finally meet you. Since we started constantly exchanging post-its I’ve been dying to meet the girl behind all that gratitude. I’ve wanted to see your smile, the one I hope I bring with every note I leave.  The reason why I didn’t propose us meeting before was because I didn’t want you to be afraid and think of me as some pervert. I swear I’m not, you can ask Sarah. I wanted to let you feel comfortable before actually proposing the idea of meeting. I’m really glad you accepted.

And it’s because I waited so long that I wanted to make this special and because I won’t be joining you for lunch. Believe me, still now that I’m writing this I want to be there with you. I bet that right now as you read this I’m thinking of you and how much I want to finally meet you in person. But there are more places I want you to see, more people to meet before we meet. I want you to also know me through them.

Is it crazy if I say that I feel like I already know you? Meeting you today is just putting a face to the person you’ve already let me know.

Please tell me I don’t sound creepy >.<

Anyhow, let’s ignore my burst of sincerity and let’s change the topic. Do you remember that game we played in which you had to tell me facts about you? Well, you told me you’re vegetarian so I’m writing you the directions to this amazing vegan restaurant. A friend of mine from uni is vegan and he took me here once. It’s his favourite place and I fell in love with it since then. To the point I considered to become a vegan myself but I can’t. I’m sorry, but I do like meat. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!

If you decide to go, ask Archie to give you the next letter. Also, if you want, you can play a game of twenty questions with him. He’s my best mate so he knows me better than anyone else. Well, except my mum, she wins in that category. Try not to ask him too deep questions, leave those for when you meet me. And no cheating, you can’t ask him for my name.

I’ll see you soon and keep smiling (:

PS: the letter is O

I’m still giggling by the time I finish reading the letter and I’m also still blushing. I love the fact that I can actually feel his personality flowing like water through those words. It’s like he’s talking to me and I totally understand what he says. I already feel like I know him through all the things he’s shared with me already.

I think of what was in my mind before. Is it possible to have a crush on someone you don’t know? Am I just confusing things? How can I know?

I hold my head high and close my eyes, trying to listen to I don’t know what. I just stay in silence as if like that the answer will come to me, but of course that won’t happen. I still have the sheets of paper in my hands and my mind is going around the same questions over and over again. It’s overwhelming.

Just on cue, and almost as a call from fate to focus on something different, my belly grumbles telling me it’s time to eat something. I’ve been so distracted with all the things H is making me do that I didn’t notice how late it is. I’m glad H thought about getting lunch, otherwise I wouldn’t have bothered to get something to eat.

I turn the page and read the directions to get to the vegan restaurant and to Archie, my stranger’s best mate. I’m really interested in meeting this person.

Once I’m sure I’ve got the directions, I fold the sheets and put them inside the journal, just like the other letters and then I leave the changing room to meet the others. They are all waiting for me.

“Maca, come see the video!” Laly calls me and I hurry to where all of them are gathering. Pete is holding the camera and on the little screen for preview we can see the recording of the scene we just did. There I am, looking like Clara, enacting the scene from the Christmas Special. My smile widens as I keep watching.

“I’ll edit it and it’ll look better, don’t worry,” Pete says and I just wave my hand. I already think it’s amazing we did this and without messing it up. Trust a bunch of whovians to know the lines by heart.

“Once it’s done I want a copy, please,” I request.

“Oh, that’s for sure,” Pete agrees and then I step back, ready to say goodbye.

“It was great, really. I had so much fun and I hope we can do this again soon,” they all smile at me. “For now I have another place to go and people waiting for me. Thank you for everything.”

“It was great to meet you,” Sarah tells me and gives me a hug. All the others do something similar and I can’t get rid of that happiness inside of me because I’ve met them.

“I’ll see you all soon,” I tell them as I head to the door and away from them. “Bye, bye!”

And off I go. Time to have lunch and find out more about the post-it boy.

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Did you like the chapter? I didn't update before 'cos I was out the whole day. Uni sucks. Anyhow, I enjoy writing this story so much! We still have a long way to go and more things to find out. We have another letter. What are your guesses for H's name?

On other news, did you hear about my newst project? A fourth book in the Aware Princess Series! (you can find out more about it on my tumblr). And this one is based on Mulan! *squeals* I'm so excited.

Dedication to @supernaturxlly

Well, 350 votes for a new update! See you all soon.

Bel, xx