Through Rose's Eyes

For WC11, I'm becoming Rose from Doctor Who! Hope the living plastic isn't as scary firsthand...

Chapter 4

Will the Real Rose Tyler Please Speak Up?

I followed the Doctor through the alley beside the apartment building, mulling things over in my head. My brain was spinning with the events of the day so far. Finally I couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm not Rose Tyler." I said, stopping.

He turned and looked at me. "What?"

"I'm not the real Rose. Not really. I mean, this is her body, her voice, and her life, but I'm not her. Before you like, shove me in a freezer or whatever you do to body snatchers, I just wanna say that I don't know how it happened; I just woke up like this one day. I'm an American teenager, and my name is Cassie. I'm not like, some sort of alien or something."


"I don't knoooow!" I whined, sliding down the playground fence and resting my head on my hands. "It just happened!"

"You aren't joking, are you?"

I shook my head.

"Well then, Cassie, come along. Maybe I can help you."

I pulled myself up off the ground. "Okay."

I couldn't help hugging the fence around the playground and whispering "You're almost a character yourself, Doctor Who playground!" before following the Doctor, because that's just me, Cassie: The Girl Who Must Hug Everything.
Standing inside the TARDIS was a nerd's dream come true. It really is bigger on the inside. It was sort of surreal in a cool sort of way with the glowy lights turning our faces green.

The Doctor waved the sonic screwdriver over my face, the blue light tickling my face. I giggled a little. He gave me a sideways glance.

"You weren't kidding," he said, "You're completely human, but stuck in someone else's body. But how? And why you? You don't seem like anything special."

"I know that," I replied, "And I want to know what happened."

"We'll try to figure it out, Cassie, but there's a bigger issue to deal with right now."

"The plastic, right. To the London Eye!"

"What now?"

"We should go to the London Eye. It's a really big Ferris Wheel. I have a hunch that's where we'll find our answer."

"I know what the London Eye is. Let's go check it out, if you think that's the answer. It would be a good transmission device..." he continued rambling on about the logic of going to the London Eye and threw a lever.

As the TARDIS' engine thing started, a buzzing filled my head. I got dizzy and started seeing dancing lights like when I stand up after sitting on my butt all day.

"Uh, Doctor?" my voice was panicky, "I don't feel so good. I'm really dizzy!"

He gave me a worried look. "Cassie? Are you okay?"

"Ooh..." I swayed and the Doctor caught my arm. "Thanks."

"I think you're having a sort of 'allergic-reaction'-type-thing to the TARDIS. I think it knows you shouldn't be here and is trying to take you home!"

"Really?" I wasn't sure whether to be relieved or worried. I mean seriously, when I fill out applications with that 'What allergies do you have?' question, what am I supposed to put? Nothing? 'Allergic to time travel while in someone else's body'? (Okay, that would probably only work if the person had a sense of humor.)

"Goodbye Cassie," the Doctor said, "and good luck."

"Thanks. This was fun while it lasted. If she's confused, tell Rose what happened."

Then I closed my eyes and sort of just, fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in my room, cuddling with Ellie and staring at the apple green wall. I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. Flipping open Dad's computer, I realized that it was only a few hours since I fell asleep. I set the computer down and breathed a sigh of relief. Outside the living room window, some sort of bright object streaked across the Western sky.
~Journey's End~

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