Here's my twilight story. I hope you all enjoy it more than the book, or at least, like it, if you absolutely despised the book. But over all, I guess I hope that you read, and you enjoy, because that's what most authors want, right? Let's see how bad my spelling get's too...
"Dr. Carlisle Cullen?" The voice asked on one end of the line, still staring down at the business card of the man in question.
"Who's asking?" it was a dull voice, yet still graceful, and it was certainly not .
"I'm sorry, I must have gotten the wrong number." The voice responded. She'd called the home number, surprised, but elated that it was on the card. She never liked calling the work numbers. And who knew what she could interrupt by calling the cell phone. Although it was still odd that she'd called the home number, especially at 5:15 am, and gotten an answer.
"He's right here, if you need to speak with him." The other line said. The caller heard the phone being handed to someone else and sighed, flipping a lock of auburn hair out of her eyes.
"Excuse me, but, who may I ask is calling?" THe same graceful tone, but a different person all together. She had to assume it was the doctor this time.
"Oh, I'm, Joy, Joy Redding. And you're I presume?" Joy questioned.
"I am. Are you, the new girl they told me about?" He asked. Joy nodded, then realized that no one could see her.
"Yes, I am. But, they just, told me to call you. Is this a bad time?" she asked.
"Not at all, would you like to come over to discuss this?" He asked.