"Cara," I heard the slightly impatient voice of my Father call from downstairs. "Cara Rose Varrow. I know you're up there. Get down here immediately. You forgot a Few things." He says, tapping his foot on the staircase. I sigh, taking the headphones out of my ears and set them and the MP3 player on the bed. "Coming.. dad." I call back in a mumble. Heading down the stairs to him waiting at the foot.

"You've skipped class again yesterday, I want to know why. The teacher said you've been slacking on homework as well." He says, giving me a stern look. "Um, yesterday was Saturday dad-" I begin. "We had it off. And the homework.... I needed help. I have to wait on Mr. Brummer for that." He shakes his head. "It's history Cara, history. If anyone should know it it's you. I'm a professor on that subject after all. " I sigh, running a hand through my hair.

"Get to work on it please. No entertainment until then. Including TV."  He adds. I nod. "Alright." I say, watching the stairs as I reclimb them. Sighing as I reach my room. Getting out the work I had to do. And sitting on the bed to do it when I heard a faint humming sound outside near my window. I put down my pencil, glancing out to see a strange blue box. And not just any box. A telephone booth.

Curious, I go out to it, wanting to explore what exactly it was . My hands on the handle, fingering it. Little did I know that this would be the beginning of the many adventures I would have inside it. Along with a man they called.. The Doctor.

A/N :
Should I continue this story? If so please comment so I know whether or not people are interested . Thanks. -Isilwen. :)