[A.N: I've only recently started watching Doctor Who (Already in love with David Tennant though 3) and I really like it, plus I've had this idea in my head for years ever since someone gave me like a quick brief summary of the series so... why not write it? 10th Doctor/OC pairing :)...]

[Influence: 'Nothing Left' and 'Red' both by Beth Crowley]

[Warnings: Swearings, Weird af Twists]

(Alex's POV)

My chin began to slip out of my gauntleted fist as my eyes drifted closed. Millimeter by millimeter my head fell, but my eyes closed completely before I could witness myself doing that...

Thwack

My eyes shot open and a sound that closely resembled a cat escaped my lips, as I jumped out of my seat and to my feet. Surveying the room, I saw the teacher with a wooden meter stick against the table, and several tables of people staring in my direction. I felt my cheeks flood the most vibrant shade of crimson as I rubbed my eyes and bit back a yawn, trying not to make my situation any worse.

"Keeping you awake, Blue?" The teacher asked me and I tried to keep it in... I really did

"Clearly not." I replied, gesturing to the table upon which I had fallen asleep just moments prior. Mr Field's cheeks also flushed a paler shade of pink at my sarcasm before he lifted the meter stick off the desk and leant it across his shoulders.

"Since you're up, go and fetch me the class' books from Mr Nate's classroom." He ordered me and I sighed in protest "Go." He told me, as he bounced the meter stick off his shoulder and used it to point to the door. Reluctantly, I went, muttering curse words and insults under my breath as I pulled open the door slightly. I slipped out and shut it after me. Mr Nate's classroom was the top floor... I'm on the bottom. I let out an exclaimation of exasperation and frustration as I advanced half heartedly towards the stairs.

FOUR flights of exhausting stairs later, I made my way slowly down the corridor towards Nate's classroom. I knocked loudly on the door and within moments Mr Nate appeared in the doorway "Hello?" He asked as he adjusted his glasses "Ah, Alex!" He greeted enthuastically "Here for the books?"

"Yeah, please." I replied with a well mannered smile

"How come you got sent?" He asked as he ambled away towards a bookshelf that looked as though it would collapse under the weight of one more single piece of paper.

"It's quite a funny story actually." I told him and he whipped his head around to face me.

"Sit." He ordered me and I complied with a wide smile. Mr Nate was quite sound to be honest. I mean, he's a Biology teacher, twenty four, one of the best senses of humor I'vce ever seen, oh... and also the best body I've ever seen on anyone, even through his shirt. Pulling out the chair opposite me, he threw himself down, and whipped his feet up onto the desk, crossing them at the ankles "Tell. Me. Everything."

"Well... I fell asleep within the first like ten minutes of our triple period, but my-"

"Woah, woah! Hold up! You fell asleep?" He asked, as he leaned forwards

"Yes?" I told him, and he burst out laughing. Tears welled in his eyes as his face shone bright red most likely from lack of oxygen. "What?" I asked, as I couldn't stop myself laughing too.

"Ooh, you better get going, Field'll be wondering what's taking you so long." He said abruptly as he wiped a tear from his eye, got up and walked back over to the bookshelf. I mirrored his movements. He thumped the books into my arms, as they shook under all the weight. He looked on, an amused glint in his eyes "You're not the strongest, are you, Al?" He asked me and I shook my head with a smile plastered on my face "Want some help taking those down?"

"Nahh, you're good." I told him and exited the room quite swiftly, giving Nate a little wave as I did so.

I struggled my way down the four flights of stairs once again and approached the door to Field's class. I leant the books on my left arm, balancing them, and pawed the door open with my right. Slinking in, I received one of the worst dead eyes I've ever received from Field. As I shut the door behind me, the books toppled off of my arm, and cascaded to the floor. I dragged my hands down my face as I stared dumbfounded at the catastophe I had created "Well done." Field congratulated me with sarcasm overflowing in his words as he walked towards me.

"Maybe if you had asked someone else to go, we wouldn't be in the situation." I replied, not even hiolding back my irritated tone.

"Yeah, they probably wouldn't have taken ten minutes too." He said, as he leant down and gathered up the books.

"I didn't take ten minutes." I stated, folding my arms. Field looked towards the clock and so did I "Shit." I whispered

"Oi." Field mentioned as I rolled my eyes

"I would apologise, but I'm not sorry." I replied, quite childishly.

"Why did you take so long?"

"The books weight a tonne. I have no upper body strength. It's not the first time I've dropped them on this trip." I lied, and he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Fine."

- -DRWHO- -

One Hour Later

"There's a sheet of exam style questions on your desk... Do them."

"I'll fucking do you, you cunt." I whispered, and my cheeks glowed red after I realised what I had said. I spied Field ambling over towards my table and I groaned.

"Not fallen asleep again yet then, Blue?"

"It's quite hard." I replied as he smirked "Why do you call me that?"

"Call you what?"

"'Blue'?"

"Because it's your name?" he asked as he pulled up a stool to the corner of the table and took a seat. I bit back a sarcastic comment

"It's my surname." I stated, as my brows knitted themselves into a furrow

"Yes."

"So... Why?" I asked him and his smirk turned into a smile

"Because I feel like you won't respond unless I address you like that." He told me and I rolled my eyes at him

"She won't respond unless you undress her." Martha whispered across the table, and I shot her a look that could have killed anyone... thankfully Field hadn't heard her little... comment.

"Well, how 'bout you call me Alex and we see how that goes?" I asked, and he appeared to be mulling it over

"Notta chance, Blue."

"Damn you."

"Do your work." He told me and I glanced down at the paper and sighed

"It's too easy." I replied handing him the paper back.

"Look, Blue. I know you're a genius, but humor me. Do the work. You're in the highest set of your year and we're not allowed to move you up at your age. In order to move you up so you're with intellectual equals you would have graduated University years ago and you'd be a millionaire scientist now. But we can't do that for you. So just do the work I set the class." He replied and there was a questionable sense of urgency in Field's words.

"What's wrong?" I asked him and he straightened up quickly

"What do you mean?" He asked and I bit back another sarcastic comment, keeping it in and waiting for the right moment. I shook my head, indicating it didn't matter, and he seemed to untense. "I'll uh, I'll do the work." I replied, defeated as I placed pen to paper and started scribbling away