My name is Arizona Robbins. I was born and raised in Sacramento, where I lived with my dad, my brother and my aunt.I never knew what it was like to have a mom and a dad, but I also never knew what it was like to be fighting with the ones you love the most. In hindsight, that experience might have helped me later, but I was happy with the way it was - why wouldn't I be?

As a child, I never questioned the absence of my mother. Growing up and becoming a teenager, it became an obsession. I would ask my father about it all the time, but I saw the look in his eyes, heard his voice tremble, saw him struggling with the tears he didn't want his daughter to see.

Dad has been an army officer for a long time. This year, he got transferred to Miami. So my brother Tommy and I had to reluctantly change schools.

But there was nothing we could do about it. I was just hoping for the school to be a good one and an open-minded one.

There was one upside to the move - it would happen during the summer, so we would be able to start at this new school at 1 Sept. and we wouldn't have to barge in in the middle of the school year. It was bad enough that everyone would already have their group of friends.

When September came, Tommy had a flu and couldn't go to school. That meant I had to take the car and face this new world alone. We had discovered Miami a little bit, but we didn't exactly know our way around. We weren't used to this - Sacramento was what we had called home.

I had driven to school with my old Honda numerous times so I wouldn't get lost when the first day came. I was about halfway to school when my car decided that I wouldn't see the school building today either.

As luck would have it my car broke down in the middle of a road.I stood there all alone. Ofcourse I had forgotten my cellphone. That always happens to me - I never really need it but have it on me, and when I do need it...

I was in the middle of a frustrated series of cursing, standing there for about ten minutes already, ringing doorbells to ask if I can use the phone but people not being at home. Finally a black T- Bird turned around the corner. I jumped up, waving my arms like a complete moron and upon realising this, acted normal again.

To my delight, the driver got out of the car to see what was going on. To my even greater delight, the driver was extremely hot. Tall, bouncing curls, million-watt-smile, soft-looking caramel skin...

"You there?" She asked

"I'm sorry?" I asked, confused and blushing. I was probably staring at her like she was some kind of divine appearance. Well, she was... but it still must have looked like I was weird

"Are you okay?" she asked again.

"Yeah!" I shake my head. She probably thought I ran away from some kind of mental institution. "Well... no... my car broke down, you see, and I forgot my cellphone at home so I can't call for a tow truck and I actually have to be at school and I'm gonna be late and it's my first day here and I'll be late already and this is so, SO typically me, you see these things always happen to me and I don't know why, because you know I wasn't this bad child or something but trouble just finds me and we just moved to Miami and I'm gonna be late and dammit, I'm rambling, aren't I?"

The Divine Appearance flashed me that smile again and cocked her head, as if I was some kind of animal and she was studying my awkward behaviour. "Kinda," she finally said. "What school is it that you're attending?"

"M...Miami... H-High," I stumble over my two words. First that whole rambling thing and now this? Way to go, Robbins!

"Well, that's convenient. I brought my cellphone and Miami High is exactly where I have to be. You can drive with me?" she asked with a smile.

"Oh... uhm... thanks!"

Callie took out her cellphone and dialed a number. She listened, said her name, gave the road and then asked my name.

"Arizona Robbins," I whispered. I was probably so beet red it wasn't funny anymore, so I ducked inside my car to grab my bag.

Callie talked some more and then hung up. "They'll be here any minute. Nice to meet you,Arizona. I'm Callie Torres"

She offered me her hand and when I took it, the electricity was filling up the air and taking my breath away.

A truck came around the corner of the street. "Wow, that's fast!" I say in wonderment. Would everything in Miami go this fast? I smiled - that was such a delightful promise for the fast food restaurants that would welcome my presence very soon.

"Yeah, well, I know some people there," Callie smirked. She caught my look of pure adoration which I had failed to hide. "And the company is situated a few blocks away."

I was too amazed to say anything, so Callie handled everything about my car. She then led me in hers and drove us to school. In the car we started talking.

"So, you're new in Miami?"

"Yeah, we just moved here from Sacramento."

I was so immersed in my inner joy of sitting close to her that I didn't hear what she said next.

"Arizona?"

"Oh - I'm so sorry. What did you say?"

"I asked you if you had a boyfriend."

"No, never had and not planning to either."

"Girlfriend?"

"I wish."

"Great."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Oh. Okay."

I prayed to any God that would listen that this meant that she wanted to be my girlfriend. But then again, what was I thinking? I mean I was cute and all but she was this perfect goddess. Maybe she had some dork in mind for me.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked shyly.

"Yeah."

"Oh." I could hear the disappointment in my own voice.

"In my worst nightmare."

"Oh." The relief was too obvious.

We arrived at the parking lot of the school when the school bell rang. I was already hurrying out, but she stopped me.

"We're going to be late! We already are!" I said panicking

"No, Arizona. You're with me and I'm never late."

"Oh... okay?"

"Relax, Arizona, nobody's going to skin you alive."

"I would hope so."

"I'll make sure they won't," she winked.

I again got lost those in those eyes and must have been staring.

"Uh - Arizona - now we do have to go." Callie said clearing her throat.

We got out of the car together and I noticed the stares we were getting, most of them directed at the beauty walking beside me, drooling. Some at me, skeptical and a tad bit jealous.

I got the message - Callie was cool. Well, wasn't I lucky to have that breakdown with my car. A little voice inside me hoped that my car wouldn't get fixed anytime soon. I needed some bonding time first. As I walked into school with Callie I thought to myself........this could be a very good day.

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