Eleven year old Mia Holland marked a big red 'X' on her calendar. It was 14 November. The anniversary of her mother and father's death. They died a year before. She'd been living in a children's' home ever since. Each night she put a piece of clothing in a small bag. She continued until there was none left to put in. Then, she left. She planned on leaving at fifteen, but her parents left early. Her plans shifted. Thy young girl was only eleven. She wanted to find her birth parents. She knew it would be difficult. She knew that they didn't know about her. The DNA was extracted from both species. She wasn't born. She was created. Mia snuck out of the home late at night and stumbled along the rough roads. In alleys far from main routes. She heard a noise that pierced her ears. A pounding noise that sounded so.... so cool! It wooshed and vworped. She ran to find what the noise was, and there stood a blue police box, standing there clear as day. She opened it although at first it seemed locked. It opened up instantly.

(A/N: Sorry for the short chapters lately. They'll be short for a bit then they'll get longer. Cross my hearts.)