Disclamer: I don't own any rights to Greys Anatomy. all rights go to the wonderfull and briliant Shonda Rhimes.

okay, so this is just a little calzona story where both arizona and callie are Music majors in the University of Manoa. this fanfiction takes place O'ahu, Hawaii. and before you say anything, yes, I do live in Hawaii. so i DO know what i'm talking about when it comes to the local stuff. this is my first ever fanfiction, so please be nice. if you have any suggestions, please let me know. i wanna grow as an author and will accept any and all criticisms.

so just a little background, this is callies freshman year as a college student. she used to live in miami but got offered a full scholarship to the University of is a saxophone player and a damn good one at that. Arizona moved to the island when she was young and grew up in Hawaii Nei. she is now a soophmore in college. unlike callie, she plays the trumpet. okay thats all you're getting for now! enjoy!

Chapter 1

This is it. Callie thought to herself. She just arrived to the University of Manoa. It wasn't her first choice to move to Hawaii for college but after recent events, she wanted to be as far away from her family as possible and 3,000 plus miles of the Pacific Ocean separating them didn't sound too shabby. Another reason was the weather— Callie Torres did NOT do cold weather, she loved the sun and Hawaii was almost exactly the same as her home town in Miami. And as icing on the cake, she was offered a full ride on a music scholarship. You would never guess just by looking at the hot Latina, but she was a total band geek. Sure, she tried to give off the bad ass vibe. But truth be told, she was a total dork and she knew it.

The University of Manoa had one of the most prestigious music programs in the country. And since they offered a full scholarship and practically begged her to attend their university, she almost immediately said yes—she didn't want to sound too egger. She was Callie Torres after all, yeah she was a geek, but in the music world, she was a bad ass geek.

On her way to orientation, she couldn't help but feel so…relieved. She expected to be like a stick in the mud. She thought that she would be the only non-hawaiian in the whole school. But little did she know, Hawaii was full of different ethnicities. The further she walked through the college, the more diversity she saw. And there weren't clicks of the same race. No, everyone just kind of…well didn't seem to notice the skin colors of their peers. As a person who had been a witness and victim to racism first hand, she couldn't help but feel refreshed at how people got along here.

Once she approached the orientation group, she was greeted by a slender red head and a very muscular man with grey-blue eyes.

"Mark Sloan." The man introduced himself holding out his hand for Callie to take, followed by a very flirtatious smile that she was sure worked on most girls. Emphasis on the word most. Accepting the hand to shake, Callie decided to ignore the flirty look he was giving her.

"Callie Torres." She said with a chuckle.

Rolling her eyes, the red head spoke up," Ignore the man whore, he's just like that." She gave Callie an apologetic smile," I'm Addison. Addison Montgomery."

"Nice to meet you." Callie smiled.

After a couple of minutes talking, the trio developed an almost instant bond. It was kinda weird, actually. Callie was always that awkward girl that sat in the back of the class that chewed her hair. She never made friends so quickly. Eventually the room died down and the groups' attention was turned to a petite blond who was holding a clip board.

"Welcome to Manoa University, everybody. I'm Arizona Robbins and I will be leading this orientation today." Arizona then gave one of her best smiles, making sure that her dimples popped.

During Arizonas' introduction, Callie was—not so subtly checking out the blond. Arizona Robbins, Callie thought. What a unique name. Just then, Arizona made eye contact with Callie, catching her staring. A knowing smirk formed on the blonds face. Feeling her face turn bright red, Callie immediately looked to the ground. Silently wishing she could crawl into a hole. A very deep, dark hole.

Ripping her eyes away from the beautiful brunette that caught Arizonas' eye the instant she walked into the room, she began the tour.

"Okay! Shall we get started everybody!?" her voice kinda squeaked at the end due to the brunettes presence. Wow. That was way too perky, even for me, Arizona thought. With a shrug to the shoulders, she turned to leave the room, motioning for the group to follow, starting the tour.

Once the tour of the campus ended, Callie found herself a little bit sad. Now she didn't have an excuse to stare at the beautiful Arizona Robbins.

"Hey, you wanna go hang out somewhere? We were thinking about going to a beach or something." Addison offered.

Giving Addison a smile, Callie declined," I still have to settle into my dorm and I was hoping to go to the music building. We didn't get to spend much time there during the tour."

"Wow. You really are a band geek, aren't you?" Addison teased.

Callie only shrugged and gave a small chuckle," told you."

After the trio exchanged numbers, they said there good byes promising to hang out again.

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"502." Callie said to herself. Double checking the paper that was attached to her key, she opened the door and hauled in the large suitcase and her beloved saxophone. She didn't bring much, everything she brought from Miami was tightly packed into the suitcase. She figured that she could always buy new stuff.

Putting down her suitcase and instrument once inside the room, she saw a very tiny Asian woman with wildly curly black hair, dancing like a mad woman to the music playing on her iPod. Laughing almost hysterically at the sight before her, the stranger froze and slowly turned to face the intruder. Laughing harder because of the face her roommate was making, Callie collapsed to the ground dying of laughter. Slowly the Asian woman began to smile and then giggle, and soon began to laugh just as hard as Callie. Once they both composed themselves, Callie got up and offered her hand to the curly haired woman who, like Callie, was rolling on the ground laughing. Accepting Callies hand, the smaller woman introduced herself.

"I'm Christina Yang."

"Callie Torres, I guess we're gonna be room-mates this year."

Christina gave a friendly smile," liiisten…" she started. "I'm kinda supposed to be this hard core academic robot with no feelings. Can we keep our way of meeting to ourselves?" she gave a nervous laugh.

Laughing at Christinas need to keep "her image" Callie agreed to keep their first encounter to herself. After an easy silence filled the room, Christina pointed to the saxophone case resting by her luggage. "hey! You play the alto!?"

"yeah," Callie gave a nervous chuckle. She wasn't ashamed to be a band geek, but sometimes people could be relentless with the teasing. At least in high school anyway.

"cool!" Christina pointed her thumb over her shoulder where her trumpet laid," I play trumpet. My boyfriend—well, EX boyfriend kind of got me into it, I fell in love with the sound and I'm pretty awesome if I do say so myself." She proudly stated.

Instantly relieved that there was no judgment, Callie smiled one of her mega-watt smiles. "Hey, you wanna go check out the music building? They barely went over it for orientation."

Almost immediately Christina agreed and practically ran out of their dorm. Giggling at her roommates obvious love for music, she followed. Can this day get any better?

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As the two women entered the music building, Callie instantly felt at east. Over the years, the band room at her high school became like a second home. She spent countless hours there, perfecting her skill and just well, hanging out. In the band room, you can be yourself. There is no judgment, well unless you're out of tune…(that's just not acceptable) You can be creative, silly, serious, focused, goofy…you can be whatever the hell you want to be in the band room. As they passed one of the practice rooms, Callie stopped in her tracks. She heard music pouring out of the enclosed room. Even though most of the sound was blocked out, the music was just too powerful to be constrained. Looking through the glass window, she saw the same petite body frame that she had been admiring the entire morning. Arizona had her back facing the window while playing a trumpet. The music that the blond was creating was…beautiful. It was sad, yet happy. Bold, yet vulnerable. She could practically see all the emotions that the blond was spilling out of the silver instrument. It was…breathtakingly stunning.

Once Arizona reached the end of her song she let out a deep sigh. But then felt eyes on her and for the first time in hours, she turned around to see the owner of the chocolate brown eyes she had been thinking about during her song. With a small smile, she gestured for the brunette to join her.

Turning to see if Christina wanted to come too, she realized that her new friend was caught up in a very heated discussion with a taller woman that was blond, just like her blond—wait no. Arizona. What was she thinking her blond? Shaking the thought out of her head, she tried to focus on what they were saying but they were too far away. It obviously wasn't a pleasant conversations, you could practically TOUCH the tension between the two women and Callie hoped to god that this particular blond was not in the band or in any music department for that matter, because NOTHING is worse than drama in the band. Feeling eyes on her, Christina turned to see Callie silently asking if she needed help, she gave Callie a reassuring smile and turned her attention back to the taller woman, irritation shown all over her body. Knowing that her roommate could take care of her own business, Callie walked into the practice room to an awaiting Arizona.

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"Looks like Erica Hahn finally met her match," Arizona said happily.

Giving Arizona a curious look, Arizona simply responded with a "You'll see."

"So, you were in my orientation group this morning, weren't you?" Arizona asked, trying not to sound as if she weren't looking at the brunette every chance she got while she was giving her tour.

"Yeah," Callie responded, giving a sheepish smile, starting to feel flushed again.

"soooooo…are you stalking me or something?" Arizona jokingly teased.

"What!?...N-no!...I…I-I just…" be cool, Callie. Taking a deep breath," I wanted to check out the music building. You know, since my orientation leader kinda just rushed right through this building." Callie gave a mocking look at Arizona," why did you do that anyway? You obviously spend a lot of time here." She pointed to the trumpet and gestured around the room.

Arizona just looked to the ground," some people just tune out when we go through the music building so…I just rush through it to keep everyone's attention…"

Callie just nodded her head in understanding. Realizing that Arizona didn't even know her name she introduced herself," I'm…Calliope…I mean Callie. Why did I say calliope?" she gave a nervous laugh. Clearing her throat, she tried again," my name is Calliope Torres, but I prefer Callie."

Laughing at Callies nervous banter, Arizona decided to have a little fun with this. "Calliope, huh?" tilting her head to the side and giving Callie her most dimple popping smile," it's nice to meet you calliope Torres."

Callie couldn't help but blush when she heard Arizona say her full name. "please…just call me Callie, I hate my full name."

Giggling at Callies insecurity, Arizona stepped closer to the girl that invaded her mind all day long, "don't hate it." Arizona took another step closer," it's beautiful…like you." Feeling herself lean a little bit more closely than at a friendly distance, she waited to see what Callie would do. When the brunette began to meet her half way, eyes closed, hearts stopped, minds raced…the world stopped. Callie took it upon herself to take the lead. She put her hands in blond hair, gently pulling her closer. Testing the waters, Callie softly kissed Arizona not trying to scare the blond. But the blond was far from scared, bringing her milky white hands to Callies so, so curvy hips, she guided Callie backward slamming her against the wall. A soft whimper escaped the brunettes' mouth, driving the blond crazy. Pushing Callies legs apart, Arizona subconsciously slipped her right thigh between those amazingly toned legs.

Gasping at the unexpected move, Callie began to grind herself down against Arizonas thigh. Feeling the need for more friction, she began to rock harder and faster. Arizona was amazed at the sight before her; she never saw anything more beautiful and when Callies eyes snapped open, dark brown, almost black orbs met her blue eyes which she was sure grew three shades darker. Lips found lips and the brunette immediately slipped her tongue into the blonds' mouth, not asking for permission.

In that instant, Arizona knew exactly what Callie needed. So she ripped her mouth away and began to attack the soft skin of the brunettes' neck. Immediately thankful that Callie was wearing a v-neck t-shirt, Arizona grazed her tongue along the brunettes cleavage. Pale hands slowly scratched its way from Callies breasts down her stomach and popped the button open to the jeans that were currently blocking her access to the promised land of milk and honey. Just as the blond was about to give the brunet what she wanted—what she needed, the door to the practice room burst open and a furious looking blond entered the room. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE!?"

Giving out a frustrated groan, Arizona whipped around, protectively standing in front of Callie who was as red as an apple right now trying to fix her pants and control her breathing.

"WHAT THE HELL ERICA?"

"What do you mean 'what the hell Erica'!? I am your GIRL FRIEND. And who is this slut that you decided to screw in the practice room, where there is a WINDOW by the way! So you were practically giving everyone a free show! How could you do this to me? TO US!?"

"GIRLFRIEND!?" Callie angrily spat out.

Looking back at the now furious Latina, Arizona shook her head," No!" Turning back to face Erica, "Erica! There is no us! We had a one night stand that ended up to us being fuck buddies! THAT'S IT! I told you in the beginning that it was no strings attached!"

Hurt evident in Erica's face, tears threatening to fall, she ran out of the room.

Giving out a loud sigh, Arizona turned around to face a now distraught Callie. "Calliope.."

But the brunet just fled the room without saying a word.

"crap…CALLIOPE!" Arizona followed closely behind. What did I get myself into?

ooooooohhhh snap! lol bet you didn't see that coming! can I say, loooove triangle? I don't know yet! haha guess we'll just have to wait and see! so as I said, this is my first ever fanfiction. so please let me know what you think and how I can make this better! alrighty, thanks again!