This is my first fan fiction ever, so feel free to review it and correct me!

The on-call room was dark. This was partially because I was trying to smother myself with the pillow from the top bunk. After a failed suffocation attempt, I sat up. I tossed the pillow back where it belonged and tried to get my thoughts straight. Chill out, Callie, I thought to myself. So, you kissed a girl. Worse things have happened right? If there were, I couldn't name any. My head felt like it was going to explode with all the thoughts racing back and forth.

"So? Just because I kissed a chick one time does not make me gay, right? Yeah, and besides I was married to George, that's gotta count for something. Damn it, Mark, where are you? Erica's nice. It's not like it would be the worst thing to ever happen."

I saw a light flash from under the pillow I had thrown back down and nearly leaped on top of the bed to see if it was Mark. 'One new message' the LCD light on the front of my phone said, 'meet me after work (:- Erica'

"Lovely", I yelled as I threw my phone so hard back onto the bed it bounced off and landed beside it. Fantastic, and the day just keeps getting better! With that mark walked in and stood there.

"What's all the commotion in here? Erica already left" he laughed.

I threw the pillow that was now on the floor at his face and laid back down on the bed.

"It's not funny, Mark! I kissed Erica and now she's texting me about meeting her and I don't even think I can look at her yet."

"So close your eyes. Imagination is a powerful thing' Mark added laughing harder this time.
had to of looked as pissed of as I was because a few seconds later he continued with 'Hey, I'm sorry, but I just think you're making this into a bigger thing then it is. You kissed a girl, so? I think it's kind of hot" I leaned over the edge of the bed and fished around trying to find my cell phone, all the while feeling Mark's eyes gawk at the back of me.

"She's sending me smiley faces." I finally said. "She's sending me smiley faces and telling me to meet her and I don't think I can do that, Mark. Erica's a great person but she's a girl! How could I let this happen? No, it can't happen, I wont let it. I'll just ignore her and then everything will be the way it was. Yeah, that's what I'll do." I said trying to convince myself.

"So what exactly did you want me for?" Mark asked.

"I need your help, I have no idea what I'm doing. Even if, and this is a big 'if' here, I did end up pursuing things with Erica I would have no clue what to do or say! I guess I can't just push her out of my life. Well, maybe I should meet her tonight. I do like her. She is nice.'" I finished and looked over at Mark. "I don't know, what do you think I should do? Mark? Mark!" I said louder. "Help me!"

"Sorry Cal, I told you imagination's a powerful thing," he smirked.

'"Remind me why I ever called you in here?" I said and threw the same pillow at him again.

"Look, I say you go for it. What's there to lose? Get your phone and answer her, she makes you happy and I'm no expert but that seems like a good thing."

"You're right. But still she's a girl Mark! How could I ever be with a girl?"

"Well first push back her hair, then slowly take off her shirt…" Mark remarked. I shook my head,

'You really are an ass." I smiled, shoved past him and out of the on- call room.

What should I say? 'sounds great x3- Callie'

No, hearts too much. 'ok- Callie' No, that's too little. Wow I kissed a girl once and I'm already turning into a complete homo. Okay what about, ' alright [:' That's fine. Okay sent.

Within 2 minutes my phone light up again and it was Erica, calling this time.

"Oh shit, what am I going to say?" I said out loud on accident. It's okay, Callie, just ask her where she wants to meet, I thought to myself this time. "Hey," I answered and after a few minutes of small talk we decided to meet at Joe's bar. I went home and quickly changed before getting there to already find Erica waiting at a small table in the corner. She had on a red low cut shirt with her hair curled to her shoulders. "She is so hot. That kiss was hot, this is the right thing," I kept thinking as I walked over and sat down across from her. After we ordered our drinks and asked each other how our days were, we finally had to come to terms with what had happened.

"Cards out on the table Callie, I think you're sexy and funny. You're a great doctor and good person and I'd really like it if you gave us a chance." I didn't have enough time to think and didn't want to not respond so without hesitation I said way more nervously then I had hoped, "I agree!"

"You agree?" Erica smiled.

"Well, yes, of course, I mean I like you, you like me so why shouldn't we be together?" I said and took a long sip of my drink.

"It's okay to be nervous, Callie, you think I'm not?" Erica replied and it was her turn to take a long sip of her drink. I guess I hadn't thought about it that way. Sure, I knew I was nervous (hell, I was surprised I was even able to speak) but it hadn't dawned on me that Erica was too. She seemed a lot more calm and collective about this all. I leaned forward a little more, resting my elbows on the table. "This is new, Cal," she began. "We're allowed to be a little nervous and a little scared and a little confused." I felt a weight lift off of my shoulders, and thought a minute before answering her.

"You know, Erica, I didn't get to say what I like about you. Not only are you the best surgeon and hottest girl I know, you also know how to make your girlfriend feel ten times better than she did five minutes ago.' I said and kissed her on the cheek. My heart was racing and I had no idea how she was going react to what I just did. I smiled at her as I leaned back down in my seat, keeping my eyes on hers the whole time.

"Wanna get out of here, Cal?" Erica said finishing her third tequila shot.

'"You read my mind." I answered and grabbed my purse.