Chapter One:NewbieBrook POV
BBBEEEEEEEPPP!!!
"Brook, turn of that bloody alarm!!!" Freya screeched from her bedroom.
I turned it off and managed to drag myself out of bed and go get some breakfast. As I popped a Pop Tart into the toaster I caught a glance of my reflection in the window and sighed at the sight of the mess of frizz that is my hair.
"Jesus, Brook you'll need to sort out your hair, it is your first day as a trainee doctor!" I turned round to see Freya smirking at my hair.
"Very funny! But it's not my fault this" I replied pointing to my hair, "Has a life of it's own."
After breakfast I brushed my teeth and went back to my room to get dressed. I chose to wear a simple navy blue silk blouse and funky tweed style skirt, with matching blue heels. I managed to get a brush through my hair so I looked presentable and got my bag sorted with my books.
"Very smart," Freya commented as I walked through the kitchen, "Oh and good luck!"
I smiled as I grabbed my keys and coat and made my way down to the Dartmouth-Hitchcock hospital.
As I walked in I went to reception and the receptionist directed me towards the doctor's lounge and that Dr Clarke would meet me up there. I got to the lounge and managed to find Dr Clarke, a tall, brown-haired man probably in his mid forties.
"Ah, you must be Brooklyn Carrington right?" He asked, shaking my hand.
"Yeah that's me, but it's just Brook," I replied pleasantly enough. God I hated it when people called me Brooklyn.
"O.K then let me introduce you to some of the staff here today and then we'll get you kitted with a lab coat and started yeah?" Dr Clarke said in a friendly voice.
He introduced me to Dr Newman in the children's ward, Dr Noble in the microbiology lab and Dr Byrne in A&E. As I finished shaking hands with Dr Byrne, Dr Clarke looked around the room as though he was looking for someone.
"Now where has Dr Cullen got to?" He asked himself. Right on queue a tall, blonde-haired man who couldn't be much older than me if not the same age walked through the door, who I can only describe as being god-like. He must have been over six foot as I was five foot nine and he was a fair bit taller than me, his eyes – oh hell, his eyes were like pools of molten gold, the colour of topaz. He hadn't noticed me and Dr Clarke and started talking to another doctor, Dr Noble I think. Dr Noble must have mentioned me because they both looked over in my direction and Dr Noble grinning brightly. Dr Cullen's reaction however got me a bit confused – he just stared at me wide-eyed, making my cheeks burn bright red. He walked slowly over to us and looked over at Dr Clarke.
"Dr Cullen, this is Brook Carrington, the new trainee doctor," Dr Clarke informed him, though he had probably just been told this by Dr Noble.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Dr Cullen said, bloody hell his voice! His voice was amazing, almost musical. He held out his hand and I nervously shook it. I must of looked like a right idiot gawking at him the way I was. His hand was abnormally cold and hard – like marble or stone.
"Pleasure to meet you too Dr Cullen," I replied, and it really was a pleasure.
"Please, call me Carlisle," he added, smiling so sweetly that I nearly melted. I smiled, probably looking like some giddy teenager.
"Well Brook, we'll get your lab coat sorted then you'll be under the wing of Carlisle," Dr Clarke informed us.
"O.K then, I'll see you soon Brook," Carlisle replied. Bloody hell, the way he says my name is amazing! No! Snap out of it Brook, there is no chance in hell of him ever wanting you and you're definitely not in the right emotional position for a relationship.
Carlisle POV
I walked into the doctor's lounge and was hit by a new, amazing scent. It wasn't amazing in the sense that I want to drain whoever the scent belongs too – I was immune to the scent's of humans that way. But this new scent, it was unbelievable – it was vanilla, lilies and grapefruit mixed together in perfect harmony.
I managed to get a hold of myself and think properly. I walked over to Dr Noble.
"Hey Ken, have you got the results back for Miss Brian's blood tests yet?" I asked, trying to distract myself from this wonderful scent.
"Yeah....I've sent them down to your office. Have you met the newbie yet?" He replied.
"No not yet, I thought Dr Clarke was showing her around," I hadn't really heard much about it, which is kind of stupid as I'm supposed to be showing her the ropes today.
"Well, she's over there with Dr Clarke. Brook Carrington's her name, and she's quite the foxy lady," Ken added, grinning, he was always known for being a bit of a womaniser. I looked over in the direction Ken was looking in and I swear my dead heart skipped a beat, as I looked over to see an angel that Dr Clarke was speaking to. She had the most unique stormy grey eyes and dark red curly hair cascading down her back. Her lips, God, her lips were cherry red but she wore no lipstick. She was quite tall really, just by looking I'd say five foot nine. She was wearing a navy blue silk blouse that looked perfect against her ivory skin that looked as soft as the silk of her blouse. She caught me staring at her and her cheeks flushed the most luscious colour of pink. She was definitely giving Rosalie a run for her money.
"Hello? Earth to Carlisle!" I was suddenly popped out of my little world by the sound of Ken's voice, "Told you," He added smugly, "Go over and introduce yourself then!" Ken said, pushing me into the direction of Dr Clarke and this utter goddess.
"Dr Cullen, this is Brook Carrington, the new trainee doctor," Dr Clarke informed me.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," I said pleasantly, then I was hit by that luscious scent again. Bloody hell it was the sent of the angel standing in front me!! I held out my hand and she shook it, and I'm sure she shivered slightly at my cold hand.
"Pleasure to meet you too Dr Cullen," She replied, her voice like that of a songbird.
"Please, call me Carlisle," I said pleasantly, smiling, and she smiled brightly back.
"Well Brook, we'll get your lab coat sorted then you'll be under the wing of Carlisle," Dr Clarke informed us.
"O.K then, I'll see you soon Brook," I replied. As she walked off with Dr Clarke she was given some glares by some of the female staff, and I felt compelled to go and protect her from these women. What a bizarre feeling.
Throughout the day I found out lots about this young woman who I had become oddly fascinated by. I had found out that she had just turned 25 on the 16th of November which made her a Scorpio, she shared a small cottage with her best friend Freya who worked in advertising. Brook never said but the way she talked about Freya you could tell she thought of her more of a sister than a friend – as was very protective of her. I asked her about her hobbies and interests – and discovered that she was a bit of an artist, and she was musical as she sang and played piano and violin. We spoke for most of our lunch break about art – which was a big passion of mine also, and I could tell by the way she talked about music that she would get along with Edward very well. What was wrong with me? I barely knew Brook and I was already thinking about introducing her to my family! I wouldn't though – this woman was far too precious and fragile to get involved with vampires. That was another thing that stumped me – she wasn't afraid of me like most humans are that shy away from my kind as we're a danger to them. But Brook had no problem being near me. I also noticed that she didn't talk about her family at all, I wonder why?
The end of the working day came all to quickly for my liking as I knew I'd have leave my Brook. Why on earth was I calling her my Brook? I was filled with all these emotions for her that I couldn't recognise let alone understand why I was feeling them – I would have to talk to Jasper when I got home.
As we walked down to reception we could see from through the glass doors that it had started to rain again. At the sight the angel standing next to me sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked, suddenly filled with worry.
"Nothing, I just have to walk home in this sodding rain," she answered, pulling on a jacket that didn't look like it'd keep her dry for long.
"I could give you a lift home if you like?" I replied without thinking.
"Oh no it's O.K …..... I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble." She thought it would cause me trouble?
"I insist, my car's on the car park."
She followed me towards the car park as we quickly walked over in the rain and she gasped when I opened the door to my Mercedes for her.
"This is your car?" the angel asked, wide-eyed.
"Yeah, why?"
"Mercedes S55 AMG right?" I nodded "It's an amazing model."
Wow. She was interested in cars. This really is the perfect woman standing in front of me.
She got into the car and thanked me for opening the door as I closed it behind her then went round and slid into the drivers seat. As soon as I turned on the engine I quickly turned on the heater so she didn't get a cold.
"Um.... I live on Jackson Avenue, it's not far away." she said quietly. I managed to keep to the speed limit which bugged me – but it probably would scare the crap out of her if I went at the speed I normally travelled at.
"O.K then, so how long have you lived there?"
"Since I started uni here when I was eighteen. I moved there with Freya when we lived in London."
"I could tell you weren't a local. You still have a bit of your Londoner twang."
"This is my house just here," she said, pointing to a small cottage, which looked like it should've been in the middle of the countryside as it had flower boxes outside the windows and a large apple tree in the small front garden, "Thanks again for the lift Carlisle," she said in her angelic voice as she took off her seatbelt.
"No problem Brook, I'll see you tomorrow," I said as she got out the car, she waved to me, smiling, then turned and quickly went inside out of the rain. I was sad to leave her – but I needed to have an important talk with my family.