"Does he take care of you or could I easily fit your shoes?" - The 1975
Ouch, fuck that hurts, Arizona thought, clutching her head. Even before she opened her eyes she knew that she had done it again. Picked up a girl from Lou's - a popular club/bar where the Harvard kids would regularly hang out. This was the second girl in three days. And Arizona couldn't even remember her name. Not that it mattered. She'd had better sex.
"Hi," Arizona heard a voice beside her. She opened her eyes through the headache and saw a smiley skinny brunette holding a cup towards her. "Coffee?"
Arizona sat up and took it and looked at the girl blankly.
"You don't remember my name do you?" the girl asked.
Arizona shrugged, extremely embarrassed.
"Lindsey Jordan," she said. "Harvard Law."
Arizona smiled. She needed to get out of here.
Arizona Robbins hadn't always been like this.
One Year Ago
There was very little Arizona Robbins liked about Monday mornings. A new week meant a new week of forcing herself to get out of bed, having to ditch the pajamas and drag herself to classes. Sure, attending Harvard Medical school and getting a chance to learn from the very best medical educators in the world was great. Arizona was in her dream school, and she would sometimes still find it hard to believe that she was a freshman here. Honestly, the place itself and the classes were pretty great. It was just that Arizona was socially awkward.
Very socially awkward.
It had been almost a month since her freshman year had started. Surely she should have more than two friends. Not that Alex and Teddy weren't great. It was just that Arizona found it extremely frustrating that she would sometimes find herself sitting in a corner in her dorm room cuddled with her pillow and laptop with Netflix on full go. That was what she was best at. It wouldn't have been that much of an issue to Arizona.
If it wasn't for her.
Calliope Torres.
Gorgeous, lovely, perfect Callie Torres.
She was there, under Arizona's radar from the very first few days of school. Arizona had been crushing on her since the first week and she didn't know how to go about it. Although Arizona had known that she was gay from quite a young age, she had never had an actual girlfriend. She would usually be too shy to talk to girls she liked.
Especially those as pretty as her.
Of course she wasn't socially awkward. It's never like that in real life, the girl Arizona liked wasn't as socially awkward as her. The one you fall for is far too pretty, and in this case too friendly for Arizona to even try and have a conversation with her. Damn that girl was gorgeous. Her beautiful brown eyes were something Arizona could stare at all day. Her olive skin, and damn that ass, Arizona really really wanted to get to know this girl and spend time with her.
But too bad Arizona couldn't even find the courage to say hi.
She was aware that guys were lining up for Calliope Torres - everyone, from upper classmen to people from their year were charmed by the magnificence that this girl was. Arizona didn't blame them at all. Aside from being extremely beautiful, Callie Torres had the whole I'm both pretty and smart thing going from her. She had graduated top of her class at her Miami high school, Arizona was aware that Calliope had her own company - her own food cart back home in Miami which she had started herself.
Arizona didn't need to be friends with Calliope to know such things about her, when there was the magic that was Facebook. She also knew that Calliope had been an award winning dancer, but in the end she had chosen med school because at the end of the day a surgeon was what she had dreamt of being. She had a sister named Aria, and her parents were Catholic.
I am such a creep, Arizona often thought as she continued to Facebook stalk the lovely Miss Torres.
This particular Monday morning, Arizona was feeling extra courageous. At 8 am she had anatomy, a class she had with Calliope Torres herself. Arizona looked forward to these little moments with Calliope Torres. Sure her crush had no idea she existed.
"I dare you to talk to her," Teddy Altman, one of Arizona's two friends, whispered to her. "You're staring at her again and it's about time you did."
"Shh," Arizona said, trying to focus on what Professor Bailey was talking about.
"You're such a chicken Robbins," Alex, her other friend joined Teddy's team from the row in front of Arizona. "Today, you have to say something. Look man, even I'm a nerdy idiot, and I already have a girlfriend."
Arizona shook her head in disproval. Alex had already moved to his third girlfriend in the first month of school.
"Maybe," Arizona said. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach just thinking of talking to Callie Torres.
When class ended Arizona Robbins was pushed forward by her two friends and she tripped right in front of Callie Torres herself, missing hitting her by mere seconds.
"Oops," Arizona said, red in the face. "I am so sorry."
"No problem," Callie Torres said, smiling.
"I'm Arizona," she said. Finally the guts to introduce herself.
"I know you're in this class with me," Callie said, nodding. "Arizona Robbins right?"
Arizona's blush hit tomato red. She knows my name!
"I'm Callie," she said."Callie Torres."
"I know, I love you," Arizona said, and she immediately realized this was the most wrong thing to say.
"Excuse me?" Callie said, laughing.
"Nothing nothing," Arizona said, blushing to the infinite.
"Are you asking me out?" Callie asked. "In our first meeting?"
Arizona remained quiet as Callie said, "Have you been with a girl before?"
Arizona shook her head.
"Well, Arizona," Callie said. "I think you should see other people. Get some game, I'm not the one for you."
Arizona nodded.
"Look, you seem lovely and I'd love to get to know you," Callie said. "Right now, I have a boyfriend."
Oh fuck.
"Maybe we'll have a chance later?" Callie said, winking and walking away.
And that was when Arizona decided to mingle. To get some 'game.' Since then, half of the girls of Harvard took trips to Arizona.
And not Arizona the state.
Far, far down.
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