This is my first fan fiction ever. Be nice. Also, lots and lots of constructive criticism will be gladly appreciated. :-) Have a super awesome day!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to Shonda Rhimes and ABC.
Taking a seat in one of the front rows of the large classroom, Arizona Robbins cannot help but look up the steep rows of seats that are behind her. The classroom was beginning to fill up, but she began to feel slightly intimidated because she was the only woman in the room. There was certainly more women at this University, but she had no inclination to become a teacher or nurse like most of the other women here. She had always been driven to become a doctor, ever since she played 'doctor' with her friends in the backyard when she was young. She had a passion for helping people, but in a different way than the rest of her family.
Her professor walked in the door and immediately began his lecture. Arizona couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by her professor. This was her first college course, and on top of that stress, she was on the opposite side of the country from her family. She knew absolutely no one in Seattle, and her nerves were starting to get to her.
Her lecture was over in a blur and as soon as she knew it, they were all filing out of the large lecture hall and out to the commons area. The blonde followed some of the men to a lab room and took a seat closest to the door. She nervously took out her notebook, ready for their lab lecture to begin.
Three men sat down at her lab table next to her. Each one of the men eyed the blonde up, surprised that there was a woman in their anatomy class. Arizona looked up from her notebook and saw the man across from her staring at her.
"New here?" The man staring at her said. He smiled as he took his textbook out of his backpack.
"Is it that obvious?" the blonde retorted. She nervously played with her hands in her lap.
"Well, you look like someone has scared the dickens out of you. I'm Mark. Mark Sloan," the man said back to her holding out his hand for her to shake.
"Arizona Robbins, nice to meet you. And yes, I'm new. Very new, in fact, first day here," she said as she took his hand in her and shook gently.
"Welcome. If you need a tour or anything, and I mean anything, let me know," Mark said back to the blonde as he continued to smile at her. There was something about that man that made Arizona uncomfortable. He was obviously very good looking and any other woman would be drooling at the sight of him. Arizona, however, was not drawn into his blatant flirting. She moved her eyes to the other two men sitting at her lab table.
"Sorry about him. His girlfriend fought with him this morning, so he's trying to flirt with anyone that is moving to get back at her. I'm Jackson Avery, by the way. This is Alex Karev," the handsome man stated. Jackson took one more look at Mark who was still eyeing the blonde up. "Oh it's going to be a long semester."
The three of them laughed as the professor started talking loudly over their conversation. They all became silent and immediately began taking notes from the professor's lecture. Arizona wrote in her notebook as quick as possible to keep up with what the man in the front of the lab was saying.
Arizona's hand was sore from all the writing at the end of class. As everyone was packing up their textbooks and notebooks into their bags, Mark moved around the table and came up to Arizona. She looked up and saw him standing in front of her. She put her bag over her shoulder and looked at him quizzically.
"Have any plans this Friday night?" the taller man asked her. He followed her as she walked out the door and into the hallway.
"Nothing more than studying. I don't really know anybody here yet," the blonde stated. She immediately wanted to take back that statement. She wasn't doing anything that night, but she wasn't sure she wanted to spend her free time with Mark Sloan. Arizona immediately began to walk a little faster, secretly hoping to escape before he said anything else to her.
"How about you come out with us? The boys and I were planning on going dancing with their ladies, and I need a date," he said hopefully. He walked a little faster and joined the quicker pace that the shorter blonde had set.
"What about your girlfriend?" Arizona said back to him quickly.
"We broke up this morning. She won't mind," he shot back to her just as quickly. "Come on! You said yourself that you don't know anyone, so this will give you a chance to make some new friends and have a little fun. Meet the locals. I promise I'm a good dancer," he pleaded to her with a wide smile.
They walked for a couple more seconds before Arizona slowed down and turned to Mark besides her. "Fine," she simply stated. She began walking again towards her dorm room.
Mark did not follow the blonde. "Great! I'll pick you up at 8!" he shouted down the hallway. He looked around at the numerous students that were staring at him. "What?" he said loudly as he walked away.
Arizona was not so sure about her date with Mark. She wasn't quite sure why she had even accepted the date with him. She didn't want to pass up the opportunity to make new friends in this city where she knew absolutely no one. She could see why someone would think Mark Sloan was attractive though. She wasn't used to men blatantly flirting with her. Her father was a military man, and he was very strict while she was growing up. She was not allowed to date, and he had been especially strict after World War II, not that she really wanted to date after what happened.
The blonde walked through the door to her dorm room and immediately sat down on the bed. She let out a sigh as she thought about her first day at UW Seattle. She spent the night with her nose in her textbooks, and sleep came easily to her that night.
Friday came a lot faster than Arizona had expected. After her latest class ended, she walked back to her room and began looking through her closet for something to wear. She was slightly nervous. This was her first date, after all. Too bad it had to be with Mark. She cleaned up, put her dress on, and put her makeup on for her night out. At 8 o'clock, she ran to the front doors of her dorm building and saw Mark hanging out of the driver side window of a 1950 Chevrolet Deluxe Coupe.
"Let's go!" he yelled to her as she ran to the car and slid into the backseat. Seated next to her were Jackson and his date, and in the front seat was Alex and his date.
In the car, the boys talked loudly as Arizona sat silently in the backseat. She smiled politely to the girl that sat next to her and yelled, "Hi. I'm Arizona."
"April. It's nice to meet you!" the redhead yelled back to her over the rowdy boys. "And this is Izzie in the front seat."
As Mark parked the car in a parking lot, Arizona could hear loud music playing in the building to her right. They all unloaded from the car and made their way to the loud building. Mark held out his arm for the blonde to take, and she reluctantly took it. They all walked into the loud building and Arizona was taken back by the sight that she way. The large room was filled with tables and multiple couples dancing out on the dance floor. A band was playing swing music at the back of the room, and a bright spotlight was highlighting a spectacular trumpet solo that was being played. This was a shock to Arizona. She had grown up in a small town, and she never got to go to any place like this. Couples were dancing vigorously out on the dance floor and she couldn't help smiling when she saw men lift their dates in the air and across their bodies.
"Come on, we're going to find a table," Mark said loudly into her ear. Arizona nodded and followed him through the club. They were seated in a room that was partially enclosed so that it was not as loud as the rest of the club. The room was beautiful. There were plush looking couches on two sides of a large table. Mark turned back to her and said, "I know the owner. So that means I get to take the people I feel are important into this room. It's more…intimate."
Arizona shivered at his last words. She forced a smile and a small laugh. She looked around to the other men and women in the room as they were ordering their drinks. The blonde ordered water and sat on the couch next to the others. "So, how did you get your name? Arizona. Like Arizona, the state? That's not a common name," Mark questioned as he placed his arm around her on the couch.
Arizona looked around and saw the other couples chatting away, not paying any attention to them at all. She looked back to the tall man that was waiting for her to answer. "Long story. It's sort of a family name. Not one I like to tell," she replied as the waitress set all of their drinks on the table in front of them. Arizona grabbed her drink and sipped her water.
"Fair enough," Mark said as he took his drink off his table. He sipped a dark liquid out of his glass. The two were silent for a few moments. "So where are you from?"
"Originally, Maryland. Moved out here for school," Arizona replied. Nervously sipping her drink. Talking with this Mark, whoever he was, made her very uncomfortable.
Expecting her to talk more, but receiving silence in return, Mark said, "Okay, fine, don't talk. Will you at least give me one dance?" He stood up and held out his hand for her to take. Arizona took it hesitantly. A wide smile grew on Mark's face. He motioned for the others in the room to follow them. He led the blonde onto the dance floor. A new band was getting ready to play.
"I don't know how to dance," Arizona whispered into Mark's ear.
"Don't worry. I'll teach you," he said. He took her left hand in his right and he placed her right hand on his left shoulder. He continued to place his left hand on her waist. "Just follow me. You'll catch on," he said smiling.
Arizona looked up into his eyes and gave him a forced smile. The band on the stage began to play a slow song and Mark began to sway to the music. She followed his movements to the music. The song had a slower pace, which the blonde was grateful for.
The singer on the stage began to sing, and Arizona's head shot up to the stage. In the spotlight was a beautiful Latina woman singing a soulful blues song. The blonde couldn't help but stare at the woman on the stage. The Latina's voice captured her undivided attention, and she had completely forgotten that she was dancing with someone else. She only tore her eyes off of the singer when she felt a heavy foot stepping on her small foot.
"Ouch!" the blonde yelled as she stopped dancing. She stepped away from Mark, but he only shrugged his shoulders and mouthed the words 'I'm sorry' to her. She resumed her dancing position with the tall man and immediately brought her attention back to the enthralling woman on stage.
Arizona wasn't sure why she was so taken back by the woman on stage. She was obviously beautiful and had an amazing voice, but the blonde felt drawn the woman on stage. Something she could not put into words. Just as Arizona was contemplating this, the Latina's eyes moved down and met Arizona's eyes across the dance floor. The blonde felt uncontrollable butterflies when the other woman met her gaze. They stared into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity. Most people would be uncomfortable holding onto someone's gaze that long, but the blonde wasn't. She felt a connection to the woman on stage…. 'A connection to this woman?' she thought. 'You don't even know who she is!"
Realizing what she was thinking, she shook her head and looked back at Mark. Mark was looking down at her questioningly. He lowered his head and his lips met Arizona's. This caught the blonde off guard. She was caught up in her thoughts about the woman on stage. She couldn't possibly be drawn to this mystery woman on stage, could she? She'd never gotten butterflies like she'd gotten just from the Latina's gaze. Mark's lips quickly took her out of her thoughts. The music died out and the room was silent for a second between songs. Arizona immediately pulled back from the kiss as soon as the music stopped.
Arizona removed her hands from Mark's shoulder and hand. She needed to get away from him. She needed to process what just happened. "I need to use the ladies room," she told him as she scurried into the bathroom. Once she was in the bathroom, she placed both hands on the sink leaned into them. 'What just happened?' she thought. April and Izzie walked into the bathroom a couple moments after Arizona. When hearing the door open, Arizona quickly stood up straight and pretended to straighten out the nonexistent wrinkles on her dress.
"Why did you run away so fast? Did Mark pull something on you? I can have Jackson talk to him?" April asked. Arizona could hear the concern in her voice. Izzie walked around the both of them and began checking her hair in the mirror.
"No, it's fine. He just caught me off guard. There's no need to get Jackson involved. I'm just not used to this," Arizona answered after a moment. She turned at walked back to the door without saying another word.
April looked to Izzie through the mirror and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't like her," was all Izzie could say as they all made their way back to the dance floor.
To Arizona's disappointment, the beautiful Latina was not on the stage anymore. 'How long had she been in the bathroom?' she thought as she scanned the room for the woman that was just on stage. Her eyes darted to the bar and she saw the object of her attraction sitting at one of the chairs at the bar. Without thinking, Arizona made her way to the bar and she stopped a couple feet away from the dark haired woman on her right. Arizona ordered another glass of water from the man behind the bar. She took a seat at one of the chairs at the bar.
"Hey," the dark haired woman said over the music that was playing. "I saw you were dancing with Mark. Not the best idea." The Latina took a sip of her drink and gave Arizona a big smile.
Arizona was not sure if she knew how to speak. Somehow she mustered up the strength to say, "Why?"
The Latina moved from her seat and took the seat that was next to the blonde. She looked over to Mark and back into Arizona's eyes. "You just don't want to get caught up with that guy. He likes to break a lot of hearts."
"You know this from experience?" Arizona said nervously. Her eyes grazed across the Latina's features. He beautiful brown eyes were staring into Arizona's blue eyes. Arizona felt that if the dark haired woman smiled at her one more time, her heart might jump right out of her chest.
"Not really. I'm the one that broke his heart. He's not really my type," the Latina said. She giggled as she took another sip of her drink. "Joe, the owner, lets me sing a couple of songs here every Friday night, so I get to see Mark's new girl each week. I have to say, none of them looked quite as uncomfortable as you."
The Latina smiled again and Arizona's knees almost gave out from underneath her. She pulled her eyes away from the dark haired woman's gaze and found Mark again. Mark scowled as he saw the two women talking. It was obvious that he was unhappy that the Latina was talking to the blonde. She looked back to the dark haired woman. "H-he just caught me off guard," the blonde stuttered.
The Latina turned around to look at Mark. She gave a sarcastic wave to the man and he rolled his eyes. She turned back to Arizona. "A woman of few words, I like that. You better get back to your man. He looks a little angry," the dark haired woman said as she walked around Arizona and towards the door. She stopped and quickly turned back. "What was your name?" she said over the music.
"Arizona," the blonde replied.
"Hmm… I like it. Goodnight, Arizona," the Latina said as she turned her back to the blonde and began towards the door again.
Arizona sat staring at the dark haired woman as she walked away. "Wait!" she yelled as she got up from her chair and walked quickly towards the other woman. "You didn't tell me your name," Arizona stated.
The Latina turned her head, but continued walking. She laughed and said, "I guess that just means you have to come back and see me again, doesn't it?" With that, she walked out the door and out into the dark night.
Arizona stood staring at the door for a moment. She had never met anyone as intriguing as the woman that she was just talking to. After a couple more moments, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Mark's friends were all walking towards the door getting ready to leave.
"We're leaving," Mark said to her and he walked past her. Arizona quickly followed Mark and his friends out the door. Once in the parking lot, Mark grabbed the blonde's arm, signaling that he wanted her to stop. Arizona's eyes met his. She could tell he was not happy. "You do not want to get mixed up with that woman," was all he said as he walked away from her.
The entire drive home, all Arizona could think about was the mystery woman. She couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful the Latina looked, and the magical smile the dark haired woman gave her. Butterflies filled her stomach and she couldn't help but smile while she was thinking about this woman. She didn't know what all these feelings meant, but she knew she needed to get to know the other woman. Once the blonde got back to her dorm, she waved everyone goodbye and made it to her room. Going to sleep that night, she could only wish that she would dream about the beautiful woman she met that night.
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