Alright so time and time again I have reread my teenage companion story and flinched at how terrible of a writer I used to be so I am rewriting it and making it nice and clean and I hope you all enjoy it :D

"One more story please DADDY" a young Darcy Lightwood begged while sitting on her father's lap.

"It's nearly midnight sweetie and you have school tomorrow" her dad reminded her. She jutted out her lower lip and made her blue eyes the size of saucers.
"Why must you always give me that look?" he asked giving into his daughters desires.
"Yay" she hugged him around the neck.
"What do you want to hear this time?" he asked.
"THE DOCTOR" she exclaimed. Jordan Lightwood smiled down at his daughter. He loved how she had become so interested in his work. For years he had been working on writing a science fiction novel about an alien called the Doctor that his father had met one night during WWII. He had looked through so many sources of research and still there didn't seem to be enough for him to capture the amazing essence that seemed to describe the Doctor. Needless to say though his daughter had fallen in love with hearing about the Doctor as much as he had and there love for him seemed to have created a strong bond between the father and daughter. Jordan recited to Darcy the tale of when the Daleks and the Cybermen fought against each other at the battle of Canary Wharf and how the Doctor had saved the world from them yet again. Jordan looked down at Darcy and saw she was crying.
"What's wrong sweetie?" he asked.

"It's just no one ever saw Rose again and he loved her and then she was gone and no one knows why" she choked out.
"Darcy I'm not quite sure that the Doctor and Rose were in love with each other" he told her.

"I think they were and if I think it, it must be true because I'm always right" she nodded her head at him.
"I it take that you got that from your mother then?" Jordan whispered to himself.

"Alright time to go to sleep" he told her.
"Nooooo" she whined not letting go of him even when he dangled her over her bed. He had to pry her arms off of him and she fell to her bed with a soft thump. She laughed at that. Jordan tucked her in.
"I'm going to meet the Doctor some day" she announced.
"Really?" Jordan smiled.
"MMmmm hmmm and we're going to go on adventures and I'm never going to stop traveling with him" she told him.
"What about me you're not going to leave me and your mother behind are you?" he asked.
"Don't worry the Doctor and I will visit you two on holidays" she promised. Jordan smiled again at her as he looked at the little drawings she had around her bed of a blue box and her and a man standing next to it.

"Goodnight Darcy" Jordan kissed her.
"Goodnight Daddy" she said while he closed the door on the way out. Darcy turned to one of the many pictures she had around her room and smiled at one of them.
"Goodnight Doctor" she whispered before closing her eyes and going to sleep.

I was walking around the school campus with my best friend Sadie right before school started. I always enjoyed walking at this time because 1. No one was ever at school this early and 2. My friend had recently just gotten her schedule changed and this was the only time we could ever hangout with each other at school. We were just talking about our homework when we came across a car with a trunk open and we saw a pair of legs sticking out of them limply lying on the ground. I stopped in my tracks.

"Oh my god" I whispered.

"Relax Darcy it's just that lab Ms. Carlisle made us do last year she's doing it again for the freshman this year" Sadie laughed. I relaxed a little a bit and laughed because when I had seen it last year I had had the same reaction. For the lab basically our teacher would set up a fake crime scene with a mannequin and we had to decipher who the murderer was from the evidence that she had left. We walked up to the car and looked inside the trunk.

"Is it just me or did Ms. Carlisle get a better mannequin this year?" Sadie asked me. I checked out how real it looked and it was weird how it looked exactly like our old teacher until I realized it was our old teacher.

"Sadie I don't think that's a mannequin" I told her. We both looked at each other nervously.
"Maybe we should check her office just in case" she suggested. I nodded my head and we walked to the science building.

"Hello Ms. Carlisle?" I asked. And right in the corner at her desk was the mannequin that was supposed to be in Ms. Carlisle's car.

"I'm calling the cops" Sadie announced taking out her cell phone.

"I'll get the principal" I said running to the front office. I barged through the door trying to catch my breath.

"Do you need something" The lady at the front desk said as if she couldn't be bothered with some students petty little problems.

"Is Mr. Walsh here?" I asked her.

"No because unlike me he gets the privilege of coming in later than 6:45 in the morning" she said in this unprofessional whining voice.
"But-"

"He gets here at 8:00. If you want to talk to him about how ridiculous the uniforms are you're going to have to wait" she said cutting me off while trying to shoo me out the door. I rolled my eyes and stopped her before she could throw me out.

"Ms. James, Ms. Carlisle's dead" I snapped. She looked up and we could hear the police sirens coming towards the school now. I left the office while she followed me out to the area where Sadie and I had found Ms. Carlisle's body. There was caution tape in front of Ms. Carlisle's car and the cops were yelling at people to get back. It was getting close to the time when 0 period was about to start and most the students couldn't help but be nosey as they tried to get a good look at what was going on. I saw Sadie standing on the side while one of the policemen was talking to her and I just stood there while Ms. James went to go ask how this had happened. I felt scared. We were in pretty good area where there was rarely any crime. Why would someone want to kill my old science teacher? Was this person still out there?

During all the commotion I somehow managed to hear a loud noise that sounded like an old car trying to start. I looked at where the sound came from and saw that it was coming from behind the old shed where the softball team kept their equipment what seemed strange was that no one else had noticed the noise. A minute later a man in a suit with a long brown coat came out from behind the shed. I watched as he walked up to where one of the policemen was guarding people from trying to see the crime scene.

"Hello I've come to um check the… body" he said looking behind the cop as if he had no idea what was going on then he held up a wallet which from where I was standing looked blank but still the cop let him in. When I got a good look at the man's face I got this weird feeling that I had seen him before even though I knew I never had.

"We should get to class" I heard Sadie say from right next to me. I turned around and saw her looking the other way obviously not wanting to see the body.

"You don't think they're going to cancel classes today?" I asked her as we started walking.

"Probably not the teachers are probably going to want to make sure everything stays normal to not freak people out" Sadie said. We got to the classroom, which usually was but it was now silent because of what had been going on that morning. We went in and sat down in our seat while class started. The whole time during class I kept wondering where I had seen that man before but all I could come up with was that he had something to do with my dad. My parents are divorced and I don't really see my dad that often because he lives in England where he writes his book which was the whole reason why they got divorced because my mom didn't like how he was crazy obsessed with writing it. The only time I ever really get see my dad is during the summer or other long vacations.

After class was over I went to my locker to get some books for my next class till I saw the man who had been checking out Ms. Carlisle's body. He walked into her classroom. I knew I would get in total trouble for this but I had to know who that man was. I snuck into the class hiding amongst the freshman that were filing into the classroom. I sat down in an empty seat hoping I wouldn't get noticed.

"Hello class I am your substitute Mr. John Smith and I will be teaching you today" Mr. Smith said in a British accent. I raised my eyebrow thinking to myself So he looks at dead bodies and he's a substitute teacher and he's British. A freshman with red hair in pigtails raised her hand.

"Yes miss…"
"Mary" the freshman said telling Mr. Smith her name.

"What happened to Ms. Carlisle?" she asked curiously.
"That information is confidential right now and cannot be said at the moment, but I do have one thing to ask. Had she been acting strange before you know she kicked the bucket?" Mr. Smith asked bluntly as if he were asking about the weather.

"Well she seemed fine quite normal actually but yesterday she did start acting really cruel. She gave us a pop quiz and bumped the date of our project up to next week instead of next month. Why are you asking?" Mary asked

"Just wondering" Mr. Smith said shrugging his shoulder then he started taking attendance. At this point I started freaking out a bit wondering if he would notice that I was the only student that did not say "here".

"Is your name on the list?" Mr. Smith asked me once he had taken everybody's name down.

"Um yes" I said making my voice a bit higher than it usually was trying to make myself sound younger.

"You're not in this class" A snobby freshman said looking at me with a disgusted look.

"What? Yes I am" I said still speaking in my ridiculous high pitched voice.

"No you're not" the freshman said crossing her arms.
"YES I AM" I said glaring at her hoping that me having seniority and also a large height difference over her would shut her up.

"How come your names not on the list then?" Mr. Smith asked me, raising his eyebrows.

"It's a misprint" I lied. Just then over the intercom the voice of Ms. James announced.

"Darcy Lightwood, please return to your A period class" and then everyone looked at me. I rolled my eyes and got up and left the classroom and walked to my real class. Now this Mr. Smith person was really bothering me now. How did I know him? What was he up he to?

After class I walked straight back to the class where Mr. Smith was teaching. The minute all of the students were gone he headed out to the shed again. I started to slowly follow him being as quiet as I possibly could. At one point though he stopped right in his tracks and I nearly ran into him.

"Why are you following me?" he sighed turning towards me.

"Who are you?" I asked wanting to get to the point as I placed my hand on my hip.

"I'm the Doctor" he said and just then I had realized why I had recognized him. He was the character in the book my dad had been writing about for forever, but that couldn't have been possible because the last time I had checked the Doctor was fictional.

Yay hope you liked this reedited version :D