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O! I know guys. It’s been so long. And no, I haven't forgotten about this fic. Good news is that I am working on Chapter 4. Here is a quick preview :)

Somewhere in chapter 4:

Clara tries to break the ice, “Um, so I was heading to the bus stop” 

“Oh. Okay. uh I—I was…” John actually didn’t know what he was going to do. He hadn’t thought this through, really. John, you idiot, he mentally scolded himself. Bloody hell John think of something! and that’s when his “superpower” of smell kicked in. After a swift sniff, he quickly spoke out, “I was going to get some chips actually. Do you want some chips? Chips... and coffee?” He raised his coffee, hoping desperately that she would say yes.

But if you would like to check out the previous three chapters for a quick refresher, feel free to click here.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Clara offers the Doctor a kiss...he misunderstands.

Based somewhere in Series 8, where short haired Twelve is still trying to figure himself out.

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Chapter 3: Third time’s a charm...maybe added!

Preview:

“shouldn’t you be running somewhere with papers that no one can touch flying all around?” She reminded him.

“Oh...that was you wasn’t it?”  John questioned jogging through his memory.

“Yes it was! You didn’t remember?!”Clara was surprised. She thought he knew all along. “Well you were rushing to god knows where. AND you cost me my coffee.” She justified.

“I can get you a new one” his mouth ran before he could stop himself. Shit! Play it cool John , he reminded himself.

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Twelve: [excited] Clara! I got you a present! It's a necklace.

Clara: [all excited now] Oooh! Is it from Tiffany's? Or like a space necklace or something?

Twelve: (⌣_⌣”) No. Here!

Clara: [opens the box] へ(•́‸•̀) Oh! It's just an old chain with a key.

Twelve: Yeah, but it's the TARDIS key!

Clara: (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Twelve: (◡‿◡✿)

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Hi all, this is my first time officially writing a fic. Let’s see how it goes. Reviews, comments, or helpful writing advice will be greatly appreciated. Only Chapter 1 is up so far, working one Chapter 2!

Under Your Spell by that_you_are

Summary: In an alternate universe, John Smith, the 32 yr old physicist and part-time lecturer, is running out of time. He has something very important to finish before his time is up. Except, fate has something very different in mind. Fate has Clara Oswald, the 29 yr old aspiring writer and the best waitress at Ellie’s Diner, in mind. Stumbling into Clara Oswald changes the course of John’s life and vice-versa. As he starts falling for Clara, John starts putting less of his time into what he must do. That is until–well, we all know how the saying goes: time waits for no one. But maybe, just this once? WHO knows?

(P.S. I’m terrible at summaries. I tried.)

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Twelve: CLARA! CLARA! CLARA!

Clara: [rushes to the Doctor] What happen? What's wrong?

Twelve: Nothing. I just wanted to see your round face (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Clara: (￣ｰ￣)

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