Hey everyone! This is my first story so if you find anything terribly wrong do tell me in the nicest way you can. Haha. That way i can change it.

This story will be about my Own Character, from this world! Anyway i hope you all enjoy and leave me a review behind at the end! As i would greatly appreciate it and it would get me typing a lot faster. Here's the first chapter!

Slight swearing from her but nothing too major hopefully.

What the hell?

I had always been a complete nobody. I was no one. I was invisible to most beings. How i managed to get through school was a mystery. Well, for my parents. They always assumed i'd sit myself all alone getting bullied or something. Truth was yes, i did sit myself. But no, i wasn't bullied. I was left alone. How i like it.

Anyway enough of that! It's Saturday! Doctor Who is going to come on! My favourite show ever! It's strange, i always was connected to it really. I always felt like my life wasn't supposed to be like this but with him. But sadly reality kicks in and it's just a TV show.

If you were to be my best friend, you'd say i'm crazy. If you were my mother, you'd say anti-social. Yes, i'd say i can be pretty looney at times. But anti-social? Nah, i just find it hard to put trust in people. When you have my trust. You should use it wisely.

Anyway, i haven't said my name yet either! See how much i'm attached to that show? I'm rambling on like him now! And here i am not even out of my bed yet! Theres something i will admit. I am possibly the laziest person you could come across.

I yawned shaking my hair as i ran my hand through it. My full fringe fell across my forehead again. I stretched backwards, until i heard my back make the 'click' noise. I swayed a little getting light headed. I was glad my black curtains were still closed. No mid-day sun milling my eyes.

I glanced at my clock on the table next to my bed. Yeah, my mum is going to go off on her usual 'stop being lazy' rant at me. I yawned again, gosh for three in the afternoon, you'd think i wouldn't be tired. Ah well, time for lunch then dinner then Doctor Who.

Now don't get me wrong! I ain't always a lazy ass. I can work my butt off! I just seem to be more awake at night. I walked over to my mirror sat just by the door. I looked at myself and nearly laughed. I know the first thing thats going to come out my mothers mouth. 'You look like you just came out a horror movie!'

My skin being pale made my messy bed hair stand out. Considering it was black, i probably looked like i had white make-up on. My hair was usually straight and layered coming down near my elbows. My full fringe even managed to look like someone tried backcombing it. Stupid messy hair. I ran my finger along through my hair and frowned when it tugged.

I sighed, brilliant. I looked round my room at the billions of posters. Mainly Doctor Who, of course. There were a few others like Batman. But yes mainly The Doctor. I screw my face up squinting trying to see properly. Technically i could see. I just couldn't tell you the colour of your eyes. If you were one step in front of me. Or make out who the hell was waving. From across the road. My eye sight wasn't the worst but it wasn't the best either.

I coughed clearing my dry throat, as i grabbed my dark purple glasses and stuck them on. I glanced down at my crumpled clothes. The black top said 'moody in the mornings' and the bottoms (shorts) were cow print.

Ok, i had been awake long enough. I went to my door opening it with my eyes half shut to avoid the light. I groaned as the light hurt my eyes a little, before adjusting and i slowly went downstairs.

"Oh dear, sleeping beauty is up." I heard a male voice say. I looked down at my dad who, from the looks of it was heading to the toilet under the stairs.

"Hey dad." I half grumbled out, as i was still trying to clear my throat.

"Where is she?!" I heard my mother exclaim from the kitchen. Dammit, why was she in the kitchen? I needed the kitchen for a drink! Usually i wait for her to come get me 'cause i'm usually busy. Then she gets mad.

"Coming." I half growled. My dad just laughed, going in the room under the steps to use the loo. I walked through and she stared at me.

"You could have gotten dressed and brushed your hair at least! You look like you just walked out a horror movie!" Ok, second sentence out her mouth then. I ignored her slightly making myself a drink. Dr Pepper! My dad and i were the only ones to drink it. My mum hated the drink.

She was just saying the usual stuff anyway. Both her and my dad were working today. Late. Which meant from four until eleven at night, the house was mine. It was all the usual, remember not to have a mess of the house when we get back! Remember to do this, remember that!

Eventually they both left after i hugged them. My dad snuck a kiss on my cheek and i just laughed at him. Once i was sure they were gone, i looked through the fridge and freezer for food. Oh! Fish-fingers! I jumped up from the bottom freezer half checking the fridge for custard. Yes! Microwaveable too! Quick and easy and really yummy for Doctor Who night!

It was probably my dad. He always lets me do what i want. My mother is a little more on the protective side. 'You will not drink! You will not smoke! you don't go anywhere without asking first!' I mean honestly! Its like i'm a four year old! I know the dangers.

The one thing she should worry about, is that if there's ever an alien invasion. I'll know what to do. That made me laugh. The thought of my mum, depending on me, against a bunch of Daleks. That would be hilarious. Considering i'm 17 and living off her.

I heard a bunch of thumping from upstairs. Was? Was he even? No usually he's gone out! I frowned going up to my brothers room. There he was. Usually he goes out?! What the hell!

"Um, Nick? Don't you usually go out about now?" I asked seeing him playing one of those call of duty games. His full name was Nicholas. But we all called him Nick. Well dad called him Nicky, sometimes Nick. I sometimes called him Nicky too i suppose. Mum called him his full name.

"Time's it?" He asked staring at the screen as he shot at people. We shared his Xbox and PS3. He had both. So we shared. Though, we each had our own Wii and there was another in the living room. I looked at the clock in the hall. Wow how time passes.

"four thirty!" I exclaimed. Just about three hours until Doctor Who! The last episode of this series then the agonising wait until Christmas. This was series 9! Like i said, hooked since i was little. I was only 8 years old for my first episode in 2005. Or maybe i was 7? With the way my birthday sits... I'd need to know when the episode showed... I'm not THAT obsessed.

"Shit!" Nick shouted turning the stuff off. He jumped off the mini couch in his room. I could now see him properly. He preferred the dark too. But he was a morning person. He ran past me grabbing his keys on the table. He just stuffed them in his pocket. I laughed as he tried to basically inhale his breakfast. A roll and bacon. No doubt mum made it.

"Stop laughing at me." He tried to say. It failed to come out right as he was eating. Eventually succeeding, he passed me grabbing his black jacket and running out. It may be sunny today, but no doubt it could rain. This was Scotland after all.

I decided to get dressed then have a breakfast slash lunch. I got a shower as well. So now i was wearing dark red shorts. They were tight fitting as if they used to be skinny jeans. My top was grey and had a picture of a wolf on it which was black. My converse were black and purple. I even had those... What are they? Braces? Suspenders? What ever i had some of them in purple. I matched my glasses hu?

I made my way to the kitchen and got myself some pancakes. I sat down in the living room with them eating as i flicked through channels. Doctor Who was on soon. I found a channel playing slightly older episodes starting with 'Rose' so, i clicked that channel.

Suddenly though my head hurt badly and i clutched the side of my head. what the? It was suddenly like a few people were shouting in my head all at once. I was even getting dizzy. Then just like that it stopped. I never thought much of it, weird headache. Then that was that. Also weirdly started and ended with the old opening.

I didn't in a million years expect what happened next.

Well thats all for now folks! See you all next chapter yeah?

You will get her name next chapter! Also the Doctor! I wanted her to know so far cause i wanted an OC that knew what was coming that way, well, spoilers and all. She'd feel bad when things happen etc.

funny note: i typed this up on my ipod and kept forcing myself to not use text speech. Haha.

Well... How did that do for first chappie ever? Please REVIEW for more!