My first story. Obviously it probably won't be that good but read it anyway and tell me if you would be interested in it continuing. :)

KABRUACK!

The summer storms this year were deadly. Not only that, but so much more frequent. Rain? That was an every day event here in Forks. The thunder, lightning, and heavy winds, not so much. Tonight was quiet apart from the loud booming thunder. Tornado Warnings had people staying home, using what little electric they could.

My family is different. We were not worried about the weather. With my father being a doctor, we were quite wealthy. Our house was as storm-proofed as possible. Though, even if I were homeless and sleeping under a bench I would still not be worried. Not even the deadliest storm could make impact on my life. Or so I thought. I had no idea this particular storm would cause such changes in my future.

I was lost in thought. In my head, I was putting notes together in my head. I hadn't play piano in about a month now. I had no inspiration, but I was desperately trying to write something new. The phone started to ring, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Dr. Cullen speaking," Carlisle spoke.

"The roads are flooded, but I'll be in as soon as I can make it," I heard him promise.

"What is it?" Esme asked, worry in her voice.

"I've got to get to the hospital. All flights have been cancelled, leaving many doctors stuck in South California at the Medical Research Convention."

"Be careful and take Emmett's jeep."

"You know the storm will cause me no harm, no need to worry." He laughed and continued out into the garage.

The Next Day

The storm kept up all night and into the next day. I was started to get irritated with nothing to amuse me. I grew to learn that it was quite easy to ignore my family's thoughts. I knew when not to listen in or intrude into their minds. But I was bored and desperate for entertainment. I decided to see what was up with Emmett.

I think I'm going to get a motorcycle after the storm is over. I need a new thrill.

Boring. Moving on. Rosalie?

I need to get to Seattle and sign up for some more Beauty Competitions. I love to see the girls, human girls; eyes bulge out and think about giving up right then when they see me.

Beauty Competitions? How could it be any fun when there really is no competition? I knew before she even signed up she would ask Alice to see if she would be the winner. She wouldn't sign up if there was a chance she might lose. Next.

Oh, I don't believe any of these outfits fit today's mood. This storm is really starting to bother me. I need to go shopping. I MUST go shopping. Who cares if there may be a tornado? You never know when there may be a fashion emergency. The mall should be open during all weather conditions.

I was about to give up and once again try to work on a new song when I saw the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my whole 100 years flash through Carlisle's mind. She was gorgeous. Her skin was very pale, but in a nice creamy way. It looked so soft against her dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. What was she doing in Carlisle's head? I had to find out.

I can't believe all of these poor people who lack safe homes. It's such a sin. The storm is causing so much chaos.

I could see that the E.R. was fuller than usual. That's where she was, in the Emergency Room sitting next to an older man. Who could possibly let this beautiful creature be harmed? I had to remind myself that I didn't even know who this girl was. I didn't know her name or anything about her, just that she was breathtaking. As Carlisle continued to daydream about his many patients, I continued to read his mind. I would ignore everything unless it would have anything to do with the girl.

All night I continued to see her in my head. I never had thought this much about anyone other than my family. And I didn't think about them like this, like I was in love. In love? I laughed at myself. I do not even know this girl I reminded myself yet again. I do not love her. But I couldn't help but think about her. I needed to find out more about this girl. I need to find out who she is. I knocked on my father's office door.

"Come in," he said quietly.

"Carlisle, I was wondering if I could go to work with you tomorrow. I would like to observe some more before sending in my applications to Harvard." I tried to sound like I was nervous about the situation. I knew he would allow me to come along if he thought I was worried about being denied, no matter how chaotic it was at the hospital.

"Sure, Edward, my shift starts at 7."

Four hours to go before I would raid the hospital searching for her.