Chapter 1

I'm Just A Student

Have you ever had to make a huge decision? A decision that would not only change your life, but the people around you? Well, I was having that moment right now.

I was just a regular seventeen year old coming home from school for summer vacation. I'd had to go stay with my uncle for the summer. Ever since I left for school he'd been worried that I'd eventually forget to ever come home. Oh, I know what you're thinking, why'd you leave home to go to high school? Thing is, I'm in Stanford University. I skipped a couple of grades and graduated early.

Now I'm a student there learning how to become a surgeon. Why a surgeon? I want to save people's lives. I thought about being a super hero, but of course those don't exist unless I become a cop. Though I don't want to be shot at. I'd rather open people up in an OR then do a high speed chase.

I was around the streets of Seattle for somewhere to stop and eat. I'd been in a plane for god knows how long and now I had my stuff stuffed into my backpack while I was a little jet-leg. As I walked my long chestnut hair hip around my hips while my bangs covering my forehead, my pale skin being bright with the sun, and my almost golden hazel eyes shining in with the sunlight Though as I walked I felt my phone vibrating in my utility army green jacket. I stopped in my tracks to get it out. The number I was calling was one I didn't know. I answered it anyway.

"Hello?" There was a guy on the other side sounding as if he was relived.

"Sam! I heard you coming home!" I laughed a bit after hear the tone of that idiot.

"Ben, I am home. I just got here an hour ago." I heard shuffling on the other side. He must have been surprised after I said that.

"Oh! Where are you then? If you're in the city you should come to this great cafe I'm at right now so we could grab a bite." I looked around as he asked me that question. Hats when I noticed there was a small cafe at the corner of the street across from me. It's name was The Usual Spot. That's a very unusual name.

Though when I looked to the window of he cafe I noticed some tables on the outside being guarded by a fence. I noticed there was a guy around my age sitting while looking at a menu. He had shaggy brown hair, light green eyes, tarnish skin; he wore some casual clothing as a beanie was keeping his hair in place. I held my phone closer.

"Let me guess, The Usual Spot?" Not did I hear him jump, but see him get out of his chair and look around. When he turned towards my direction his smile grew big. I waved over to him indicating that he was looking at the right person.

I went over to the crosswalk while a group of people gathered around as well. In this group was some guy wearing some casual clothing along with an ID card that said he worked at a hospital. He had short dark brown hair, a five o'clock shadow, smelled like he had been in a bar for all night, and had bags under his eyes. He must have noticed me staring because he looked, due to my age, looked down at me. He looked a little confused, but gave a small grin. I smiled back.

The only reason I was staring was because I knew that the nearest hospital here was Seattle Grace. This guy, I was sorting of looking up to him. He must a surgeon…wow. I wonder if he gets to go in to five ORs a day. A different case everyday, working with the best surgeons in the county, and seeing all the exciting and weird cases that go there.

Once the light went green, everyone walked down the crosswalk. That guy made his way through the people and then started running. Must be late. Hm, maybe not one of the best…maybe not even a surgeon. I made my way towards the table Ben was sitting at. I pulled back the chair in front of him while taking my seat. When I looked at him he had this goofy smile on him.

"What?" He laughed as he sipped some of his soda.

"How's my favorite senior medical school student?" I laughed as I smacked him with the menu. He laughed even more from seeing my cheeks flush.

"Shut up, we're still the same age. We're both seniors. Well were." He laughed even more. He placed the menu down slowly while getting a serious look on his face.

"We all missed you at graduation, but we understood why you weren't there Sam. Though now you're here, so there'll be no missing." I dropped my menu while looking out towards the street. You could tons of people rushing to work. Must suck to be working while watching teens have a break.

Before I could hear whatever Ben was going to say something, I heard something screech in my ears. I covered them feeling the pain twinge in me. I looked up to see Ben jumping up from his seat. The screeching got worse.

Before I knew it, I saw tons of things flying. I felt the air leave my body. Ben had himself placed on top of me. The smell of blood and gasoline filled the air. I felt something stabbing the back of my shoulder. I think it was a piece of the chair I was sitting in.

I could fell a slight wound on my cheek. Things around us seemed as of a tornado had passed through here. A car had swerved right into the restaurant, right beside us. All you could hear was people screaming and some police sirens. "S-Sam?"

I slowly, but shakingly looked towards him. His head was laid out on my chest. His breathing was getting slower. I pushed him to see what was wrong with him. I tired to be careful there being a small fire next us along with one of the tires of the car. All of this seemed so unreal.

I sat on top of his hips while scanning him. He got a small smile on his face. "Ha...haha I always dreamt of this, just not with a car crash." I shook my head while still looking for anything wrong with him. That was until I saw small droplets of blood. I ripped it out from the collar to see large red spots. "Oh, that was fast. Ben, was I passed out? Were we passed out?" He nodded his head.

"For maybe twenty...minutes after all that happened...gasp...I pushed you out of the way of that tire..." I ripped off the rest of his shirt. The spots are right where his heart muscles are and the sac. Damn, cardiac tamponade. I have to do something...I have to do something! I need to take the blood out! But, how?

I looked around me to see a knife next to Ben's head along with a straw by my leg. I took steady breaths. I quickly grabbed the knife to while grabbing some germ X from my bag to diinfect it along with the straw. Ben seemed a little confused. I placed the knife on his while making a small incision.

He grunted in pain while I used some tissues from my bag to hassle the bleeding. I placed the straw into the incision. I had to be careful so I wouldn't puncture his heart. I slowly and quickly put it in, until blood sputtered out of the straw. He screamed a bit, so I patted his shoulder to comfort him. Until he passed out.

I heard footsteps coming towards us. I was feeling light headed as I took out the straw. I knew the people coming towards us we the emergency medics, but before they could even ask me what happened I passed out on top of Ben. Though I knew they were already taking us to the hospital.

I just...I just shoved a straw into Ben's chest. I just did something surgeons do...I'm just a student...to do such a thing. Please be alright Ben, I don't know what I'd do without you.

"Hey honey," I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes to see someone standing right next to me. She had dirty blonder hair, blue eyes, and wore light blue scrubs with windbreaker over them.

"W-where Ben?" She patted my shoulder. I could feel some gauze on my left arm.

"He's in another ambulance. I'm Meredith and may I say, you really saved you're friend out there." After those words, I blacked out again. Meredith...thanks.

We never know what's going to happen to us until it happens. We've had to done things we'd never thought we'd do, but somehow we manage to make it work. The decision I made today was changing my life more than I thought it would.