Chapter one

Jessie White stood by the car, bored. The drizzle blurred her vision and she blinked and sighed. She didn't really want to be at this party, but her mum had forced her. She was a tomboy and so hated parties and discos. She smoothed down her short denim skirt and then suddenly heard a scream penetrate through the air. Rushing through the back door of the hall, she ran up the stairs and to the rooms. The scream stopped, but it had come from the end room. She burst in and stopped short. A woman was on the floor, dead. There were no bloodstains…nothing. The only thing that was in front of the woman was a large mirror, reaching down to the floor.

A second later a strange distant whirring started and Jessie ran to the window and stared. A blue box had appeared at the back of the hall and out walked a man, wearing a tweed suit and bow tie with floppy brown hair. She stared. Who was he? How had that box appeared like that? Then she saw the words written on the box. POLICE. As quick as a flash she ran out the room and down through the hall, passing the party. The police could help her with the dead body she had found. She soon found the man, showing a piece of blank paper to the guard. For some reason the guard let him through. She stopped him going any further by stepping in front of him and fired her question to him: "Are you the police?"
The man blinked. "Well…I'm better than any police you'll ever find." he said grinning. His face turned serious. "Why? Did you call the police?"
"No. But I found something…in the upstairs room. I…erm…don't know what to do about it." she stuttered.
"Show me." said the man, his voice grave.

Jessie led him up stairs, running all the way. She opened the door and he went in. He bent down next to the body. "Now this is not good news." he mumbled, half to himself. He looked up at Jessie."Who was she? What was she doing before she died?" he asked.
"Um…I…erm…I don't know. I heard someone scream and rushed to the room, but I was already too late…" she said, her voice trailing off.
"Screaming…" said the man under his breath. Next to the body was a hair brush, inches away from the woman's hand. "She was obviously looking in the mirror, brushing her hair…when something happened." he said, looking back at Jessie.
"But what could have happened?" Jessie asked, feeling puzzled. Without answering, the man bounced up and strode out the room. Jessie followed.
She caught up to him in the hall, where people were drinking and dancing. "Who are you?" she asked, walking hastily to catch up to him. The Doctor looked down at her. "I'm the Doctor, you?" he asked, smiling.
"Jessica White, though most people call me Jessie. How can someone's name be the doctor?" she replied.
"It just can be, I guess." answered the Doctor thoughtfully.
"But…how did you get passed that guard at the door, you showed him a blank bit of paper. And…how did the box you…"
"Wait." the Doctor's voice was sharp and Jessie jumped. "What do you mean a blank bit of paper?"
Jessie looked confused. "Um…I saw you show the guard a blank bit of paper…" she started.
"But it wasn't blank." he said, digging it out from his pocket. He handed it to Jessie and she looked at it, then back at him. "Um…Doctor…it's blank." she said.
"What? Really? Let's see if it's just you." he said. He walked up to a man in a suit who was drinking some wine. "Sorry…just wanted to know. Does this piece of paper say anything?" the Doctor asked, not looking a bit embarrassed at asking a complete strange something as silly as that. The man looked at the Doctor as though he was mad, then he looked at the paper. "Yes, it says you are the…" the man began, but the Doctor cut in.
"Thank you." he said, and walked on. Jessie looked at the paper again. "It's still blank. How come that man can see it and not me?" she asked.
"I don't know. It's physic paper, tells you whatever I want it to. Every human and alien can see it…apart from people that know what it is…" he glanced at Jessie. "Which means you know what it is…or you are the same species as me, which is very unlikely."
"I've never heard of physic paper. And what do you mean…your species?" she asked, looking suspiciously at the Doctor. Instead of answering her, he went straight outside and into the box, which evaporated into thin air.

Jessie sat at her bedroom window that night, recalling all the events of the evening. What did the Doctor mean? His species…was he an alien then? And was that box some type of spaceship. All the things he had said buzzed in her head. Physic paper…what was all that about? And why couldn't she see it when everyone else could? Was there something wrong with her? Jessica shook her head and climbed into bed. She would just have to let it go. She fell asleep, dreaming of blue boxes and spaceships…

A sound awoke her in the night. She blinked as the room swam into focus and sat up in her bed. The noise continued, a sort of whirring. Where had she heard that before? In a film? Perhaps it was just a dream she had had…
Then suddenly it snapped into place. She remembered the events of yesterday and was by the window in a flash. The blue box was back. And the Doctor stepped out and stared up at her, grinning.

Author notes: Hey this is my second fan fiction so hoped you liked it. Btw i don't own anything from Doctor Who (I think you all know that, but oh well) apart from Jessica of course :), THANKS FOR READING!