A/N None of these characters are mine, I am borrowing them from Shonda, as their rightful place is on Grey's Anatomy. I do not take credit for any of them.

Callie first saw Arizona Robbins on a Tuesday. It was 10.34 in the morning and she was sitting outside of the cafeteria building with her friends. They were perched upon an old table underneath the branches of an ancient oak, three college students discussing their new classes at the beginning of the year.

"I've heard that this year Richard Webber will be teaching Biochem. I can't believe it!" the redhead called Addison told her friends. At the time she was scanning the landscape for her boyfriend, Alex Karev who was supposed to be returning from his dorm any minute.

"People say he's quite good, although his focus is more on general and I'm not sure if that's my thing." Mark Sloan said, biting into his apple. He, on the other hand was checking out all the women in the vicinity, known for his 'hormonal' habits.

"Oh what is your thing then?" Callie asked, looking up from her textbook. She followed his gaze to a pack of juniors a short distance away. "Mary Anderson's ass?"

Mark rolled his eyes sarcastically. "I think I'm more into plastics, actually. These babies were made for intricate work." He said, wiggling his fingers. Callie raised her eyebrows, sniggering at his comment.

"And they say I'm a perv." Mark chuckled.

"Well that's because you are." Addison interjected. "Hey, can you guys see Alex anywhere?"

"Addie, give the guy a break, he only left like, 5 minutes ago," Mark told her. After that his phone chirped. He pulled it out and was suddenly immersed in a text. Callie smiled at her two wacky friends. "Hey, red and Torres, Karev said he's going to play ball tonight at the fields and he wants us all to come."

Callie shrugged. "Don't think I have any other plans. Sounds good to me." Addison nodded vaguely in agreement, something else having caught her attention a short distance away. A group of fellow seniors was lounging on the grass, throwing their heads back in laughter. The object of their entertainment was a guy in faded, torn jeans and an old, baggy t-shirt who was holding a freshman in the air by his collar. Callie rolled her eyes, while Addison crinkled her nose, her eyes narrowed.

"Behold, those of below average IQ's displaying typical acts of testosterone fueled genius." Mark said, saying the last word with great sarcasm. Callie chuckled at how sadly true this was.

"Look, there's a new one." Addison told them, pointing to the outskirts of the group where a blonde was sitting cross-legged, her hair in two braids. Callie gazed over at her and the girl turned her head, revealing a dazzling pair of blue eyes. Callie gasped unintentionally. The two made eye contact, and Callie blushed at being caught looking. The blonde, however, smiled which caused her dimples to pop out in full force.

"Whoa, she's hot." Mark said, whistling appreciatively. Callie nodded in agreement, her eyes still wide from surprise at the newcomer's beauty.

"Callie, stop staring, you're getting drool on my bag!" the redhead joked, pulling her satchel away from where it sat at Callie's side.

"I don't blame you though," their friend added, waggling his eyebrows at Callie.

"Oh, god. You guys are forgetting who she's sitting with. She's with them, the popular crew, the a-crowd, or whatever you want to call those jerks. Her head is probably empty." Addison stated.

"Maybe it's just because it's her first day here and she doesn't know them." Callie reasoned, hoping that for once things might go her way and that the hot new girl would end up being someone of substance. She found the woman strangely intriguing, although she had no idea why.

"I wonder what she's studying." Mark said. "I heard her name's Arizona."

"Arizona. Like the state?" Callie wondered. Mark shrugged.

"Guess so."

Meanwhile, the subject of their musings was pulled into a conversation with the tall blonde, Teddy, who was sitting beside her.

"So, Arizona, what do you think of the campus?" She wanted to know, leaning back on her arms as she basked in the sunlight.

"It seems really good from where I've been." Arizona said, shrugging her shoulders. Her friend leaned forward.

"Have you seen any guys that you think are hot yet?"

Arizona bit her lip and raised her eyebrows. "Well let's just say that none of them seem to be my type." If only she knew how far from my type they are, Arizona thought.

"Maybe when you get to know a few of them, you'll find one that you like. I could set you up if you want." Teddy said thoughtfully.

"You know, I think I'm alright," Arizona hurried to say. "But thanks anyway!" She added, not wanting to offend her new friend.

"So, what classes are you taking this year?" Teddy asked.

"I'm in my final year of med school."

She gasped. "No kidding? So am I. That's crazy. Do you know what you want to specialize in yet?" She asked.

"I'm not sure, but something with kids I think. I love the tiny humans!" Arizona told her friend as she checked her watch. "Oh crap, I have to go. Sorry, it's just that I have to go back to my room before class so I can get my stuff."

"What room are you in?"

Arizona checked the pamphlet in her bag. "Uh, 223B." She said in an unsure voice.

"Do you want me to walk with you?" Teddy asked. "I'm in room 224A so I could show you the way." She suggested. Arizona smiled happily. She was glad to have what seemed like a friend already. Normally she found it hard to relate to people, what with her family's constant moving over the years. She was always just the new kid.

As Teddy packed up her things and bid her friends goodbye, Arizona chanced a look over to the trio she'd noticed earlier sitting under a tree. A beautiful brunette was giggling at the sight of the guy next to her, who was dripping with water. A redhead beside them had a guilty expression on her face and was holding her now empty water bottle sheepishly. Arizona watched the raven-haired woman with interest, noticing the way her hair shined as she threw it back, and the way her smile was so dazzling, it gave Arizona goosebumps.

"Teddy," Arizona asked, "who are they?"

Teddy slung her bag over her shoulder and followed her companion's gaze to the group by the cafeteria. She frowned. "Oh. Them. That's Addison," She pointed to the redhead who was now running away from her male friend. "That's Mark Sloan, the guy chasing her, and Callie is the one who is watching them."

"What's the deal with them? Don't you like them?" Arizona had noticed Teddy's sour expression.

"They just don't hang out with us. Let's go." Arizona was confused by her vagueness and the sense of finality about her words, but decided to shrug it off for the moment because they were in a rush for class.

Their first lecture for the year was biology with Professor Hunt. Callie was excited to have him as a lecturer, making her way to class a little earlier than usual because she didn't want her favorite subject to start off badly, especially in her final year. She walked through the corridors with one of her earphones in, singing along softly to the music, wrapped up in her thoughts. She didn't notice Arizona coming around the corner. Arizona wasn't aware of her presence either, having had her nose buried in her anatomy textbook at the time. The two collided, sending them to the ground and Callie's textbooks fell everywhere.

"Wow. Sorry about that." Arizona said kindly, getting up and starting to collect the brunette's things. By the time Callie stood up, Arizona had her books in a neat pile and handed them to her.

"Oh… Thanks." Callie mumbled. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, I was listening to music, which I get lost in and then don't notice my surroundings. You know, my mom always gets mad at me for that, I should probably start to listen to her and work on it." She ended her ramble with an awkward smile, internally kicking herself for being so uncool in front of girl she thought was hot. Damn my stupid mouth, she thought. Arizona seemed to find it endearing rather than idiotic, though, and smiled warmly, sticking out her hand.

"I don't believe we've met. Arizona Robbins." She said as Callie reached out and shook her hand.

"Callie Torres." Callie replied, running her hands through her hair out of habit.

"That's a beautiful name. Is it short for anything?" Arizona asked. Callie bit her lip.

"It's kind of, um, embarrassing and I- I don't know you that well." She stuttered.

"Oh come on, it can't be that bad." The blonde encouraged.

"Um. Calliope." Callie blushed. She hadn't even meant to tell this stranger that, but the woman had this unusual effect on her.

"Calliope." Arizona repeated thoughtfully. She loved the way it rolled off her tongue, not knowing the effect it was having on the person whose name she was saying. Callie was surprised at how beautiful her normally strange name sounded coming from the lips of Arizona. "I like it. Calliope." Callie giggled nervously.

"You know, no one ever calls me that but my parents, and that's mostly when I'm in trouble so-"

"I'm going to call you it from now on." Arizona said, stopping Callie from launching into anther one of her nervous rants. Even though she found it incredibly cute, she realized she had to go to class. "I've got bio now with Hunt, so I have to go. It was great to meet you, though. Sorry for crashing into you. By the way, your singing was beautiful." She waved goodbye and walked away down the hall, leaving Callie behind, dumbfounded. Who is this girl? Callie wondered as she trod off in Arizona's wake, popping her music back in but this time paying careful attention to those around her.

A/N So what do you think of the first instalment of this story? Thanks for reading it. Reviews are much appreciated and make me far more likely to update ;)