The Story

Love is Love

"We are together. Because I love you and you love me and none of the rest of it matters. We are together."

Created August 14, 2012

Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Grey's Anatomy; they all belong to Shonda and Co. I am merely using them for personal pleasure as well any others that may find this fiction entertaining. Continually, any situation that may have happened in another movie, show or fiction is pure coincidence; I do not intend to plagiarize another's work.

A/N I only have a vision, where this story goes is purely up to inspiration, muses and reviews.

Overview: All Callie, all Arizona, all the time. The setting is Miami, for all intense purposes the history of the Characters will slightly parallel that of the series, in such as Arizona is an Army Brat, and Callie, well she eats her hair.

Chapter 1: We all begin somewhere

For most people, starting your junior year of high school is somewhat a very happy and awesome event. Everyone has spent the last two years of their lives working on academics, sports, clubs and other various activities such as boys, girls and getting a social network of friends. For most people the first day of school can be considered as your catching up day with people you haven't seen in the last three months. Though for Arizona Robbins, that is totally a different case. She has had many first days of school, some in the middle of a semester and sometimes three in the first semester. When you grow up with a dad in the Military, you kind of get used to being the new kid in school all the time.

The late bell had just rung which meant it was well past 8 o'clock and she was already late on her first day. Having a map of the school was a slight bit of help, though it didn't stop her from getting lost a time or two. Curly blond hair waived as she jogged to what she thought should be her home room. Though again she missed a turn in this GINORMOUS! Brick they called a high school. Most of her previous campuses had been on military bases, or were just outside the military base. Her favorite had been eighth grade in Switzerland: The weather, the culture, the everything - it was just so peaceful.

Arizona backtracked while she mused of foreign soil; she missed her best and only friend while growing up, Theodora Altman. Or as she and Tim had called her, Teddy. They had been each other's stability, the one thing that was always the same and never changing, well that is until her father had been stationed stateside. Coming to stop at the big metal blue door, Arizona, squared her shoulders and put on that perky magic smile she had been famous for, the one with the cute dimples that everyone melted over, well not everyone, just mostly everyone.

Taking a quick peak at her watch she realized she was over a half hour tardy, so without further ado, she hauled that blue door open and walked in like she owned the place. Shining her million dollar smile towards her chemistry teacher she handed over her class schedule. The older woman looked down at the paper her eyes peering just over her glasses rim. "Miss Robbins, you're late. But I suspect you won't be making a habit of this?" The teacher glanced up, crystal blue eyes meeting an aged version of her own. "Of course not, uhm, Ms..." Arizona paused; she had totally forgotten to glance over each of the teachers' names as she mapped a course to each of her classes that would effectively save her the most time.

"Hall." Replied the elder blond.

"S'cuse me? Did I?" Arizona was perplexed over the one word answer.

"Ms. Hall, and welcome to Chemistry." She gave her a sweet smile, and Arizona released a quick puff of air in recognition. "Now please Ms. Robbins, take a seat." Arizona's dimples returned and she turned to glean over the rest of her classmates faces.

Seeing a few chairs open in the center she immediately slid sideways through the aisles of backpacks and feet, finding one that was perfect. Seated between a redhead with killer legs and a very broody and Emo-looking Asian. Arizona smiled to both, which the Asian rewarded her with a sneer, but the redhead mirrored her smile. "I'm Addison. Do you need to share my book?" She asked in a hush as Ms. Hall peppered the board with elements from the periodic table, and perused her notes to make sure she was effectively following the syllabubs.

"Thanks!" Arizona smiled and scooted her desk closer to the other so they could both see. "So what's up with the vampire?" Arizona questioned as she leaned in so that only Addison would hear her. "Oh, Yang? She does it for dramatic effect. Don't mind her." With a smile, Addison returned her eyes to the text, found the spot in the chapter the teacher was referencing and began her own summarized notes, Arizona followed suit.

First and second period passed like a breeze, it seemed that Arizona and Addison were in pretty much all of the same classes. Except Public Speaking and Gym; but hey that was the last two period of the day so no worries, she was Arizona Robbins, she had this. Besides it was her luck that today she made a good friend, at least she hoped.

The lunch line was relatively long, so she opted to just breeze into the student store and snag an apple and bottle of water. As she stood in line Arizona looked around at all of the merchandise she could purchase to show support of the school. T-shirts, sweatshirts, jogging pants, shorts, pencils - the list was endless, if you could think of it, this place had it. Stepping up in line she followed the queue of people, again stopping she looked around but this time the gruff bumping of an offending box jarred her out of her mental fog.

"Sorry!" a slur of speech shouted and the only thing Arizona saw was the long raven locks of a not so coordinated female bumping through the people as she carried boxes into what could possibly be a storage room. Lifting an eyebrow Arizona watched the dimly lit 'storage room' go out of view as the door closed behind the woman. Continuing to watch for a moment, she was brought out of her revere when she heard "Next." Stepping up the blond smiled her signature smile and made small pleasantries with the student behind the counter. She asked a few questions about clubs and activities while passing over her money. A quick good bye with a hand wave and she was out of there.

Meandering out to the quad Arizona took a seat on the bleachers and watched as the sports teams were gearing up for try outs. A bright glint though caught her eye as she watched her new friend do a few cart wheels, jumps twists and turns. She could hear the distinct sound of yelling after the redhead held her arms out in a 'ta-da!' type pose. Scooting closer, the blond hadn't realized she was making good with the cheer captain. Maybe this was going to be a great first day after all. Arizona continued to watch as Addison continued her spiel to the group of new girls ogling and dreaming to be in her position. As the blond scooted down to the first row of seats she leaned back and listened.

"Right, so we are going to have 3 try out sessions. This will be the first number I want you guys to memorize. We will meet back here on Thursday so come prepared to show us the moves, as well as your own. Remember ladies, there are only three spots open so we are looking for the best. Good luck and I will see you all on Thursday." The redhead rounding the crowd and headed for what looked like her school issued duffle bag. Bending down she rummaged through the contents and then came back up looking triumphant with a sweating bottle of water. Uncapping her treasure she took an endless drink as her eyes glazed over her surroundings and met with cobalt blue ones.

She pulled the bottle from her lips and capped it, sending her own crooked smile Addison, meandered over to the new girl. "So how's the first day?"

"Not too bad, I've had a pretty awesome tour guide. But my tour guide never mentioned that she was also the head cheerleader." She gave a quick wink and then took a bite of her apply.

"You caught me, it's my big secret. I've got a brain and I also love to cheer my head off." She laughed. "So, do you think, maybe you might want to give this a try?" She asked wiggling her brows a little bit. It had been a long time since the red head had felt any real connection with someone. Even the ladies on the cheer squad were superficial; so she hid most of herself from them, only letting them see her as their captain and that she loved to dance.

Arizona chewed on the remnants of apple that remained in her mouth as if it was the idea rolling around in there with it. She had always wanted to be a part of a team, and she did love watching those cheer competitions. Looking into Addison's grey blue eyes Arizona swallowed whatever was in her mouth and throat and said "Why not!?" Sure her trepidation came from the question always lurking in the back of her mind 'Wonder how long we will be here this time?' But, no one ever got somewhere without a little gumption and a whole lot of carpe diem. So she seized.

"Great! Meet you after class? We can head over to my place and I can teach you the routines?"

"Sure, but where?" Arizona had no idea where this chick wanted to meet.

"Here, 3:30." The red head challenged Arizona's smile with her own.

"Awesome! See you then." With that, Arizona grabbed her plaid backpack woven with the colors of black, grey and the best one of all, hot pink! She chucked her apple core into the trash can and took a swig from her water as she hustled the little distance to the girl's locker rooms to change into her P.E. outfit.

Finally the last class of the day, Public Speaking. Arizona's blond hair was now pulled up into a soft pony tail that hung with a bit of curl to the tip as she padded her way down the hall. P.E. hadn't been that exciting. They had to choose a locker that would be theirs for the rest of the year, stand in line to give their combination numbers to the teachers in case they needed it, or if they just forgot the combination. This was known to happen a time or two throughout the entire school year. After all of that, they were told that they had to run a mile, do some sprints and then head back to the locker rooms. As Arizona looked up at the top frames of the doors looking for the one that read N41 she slammed into what felt like a brick wall. Looking up she was met with some gorgeous grey blues staring back down to her.

"Watch it Blondie." He chuckles and then gives her his most foxy grin. "Going my way?" He husks in his baritone.

Arizona smiles politely, musing to herself 'Wrong tree buddy' and then retorts "Only if you're heading to North 41." Dimples popping she slides around him and continues on her way.

"Hey Blondie! Wait up." But Arizona presses on and gives him a half wave not even turning around. She eventually finds her last room and enters, finding a seat near the front she sets her bag down on the round table and takes the seat that is angled the most toward looking straight ahead. Other students are following her in; the one that catches her eye though is the brunette from earlier. Though she is being accompanied by a dirty blond this time. Both of the girls plop down in chairs at her table, mimicking Arizona's earlier steps, first the backpacks and then their butts. Both are caught up in conversation talking about Mr. Shepard and Coach Hunt.

"Yang, right?" Arizona interrupts.

"Yea what's it to you Blondie?" She practically oozes disdain for the interruption of her conversation.

"Just wanted to introduce myself since we have a couple classes together. I'm Arizona Robbins." She sticks her hand out in a gesture to shake, but Yang just looks at it as if it is a diseased rat. "Right, thanks. I'm Christina, and this is Mer." She nods her head in Meredith's direction. Meredith on the other hand takes the outstretched hand and gives it a little shake. "Meredith Grey." Arizona shakes and then it dawns on her. "Like as in Principal Grey?"

Meredith sinks in her chair and sighs, puffing out the air to blow her bangs up. "Yea, just like that." Christina immediately digs her Rottweiler jaws into this little tidbit. "Yup, she's the Principals daughter, be careful around her." a little glint in the brown eyes tells Arizona that those two are nothing but trouble.

"Super!" Is her only reply other than her smile.

At that moment a meek looking girl slid through the door and headed straight to the back of the class taking a seat in the furthest corner at the furthest table trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. She slumped down in her seat, kept her backpack in her lap and pulled a chunk of hair to her mouth and began to chew nervously.

A stout woman walked in with a slightly rotund belly, she had mouse brown hair a sharp nose and deep root beer shaded eyes. The door closed behind her with a soft metal click. "Good Afternoon everyone, I hope your first day back has been a pleasurable one." She set down her hemp stitched bag in the teachers chair and approached the podium. "Now I see some familiar faces from last year." She smiled to Yang and Grey, and she even sent a wink in the direction of the raven haired Latina. "For those of you that didn't have me last year for your Research and Writing class, or for those of you who are new here. Let me introduce myself. I am Joy Lawrence. I don't believe in silly little rules of calling me by my last name. I prefer Joy, for those of you that are uncomfortable with this, please feel free to call me Ms. Lawrence, you can call me anything you like, but please just don't call me late for dinner." She laughed at her own joke and the class stayed silent except for two giggles. One came from the front and the other came from the far back of the room.

Smiling Ms. Lawrence continued on. "Right, lets dive in shall we?" She cleared her throat and continued. "This is a Public Speaking class." She paused and waited for the entire room to grown, which they did except for one very attentive blond who seemed intrigued. "Which means...? That's right; we are all going to have to speak." Moving over to her desk she grabbed a package of three by five index cards and began to move around the room. "I want you guys to pair up, perhaps with someone you don't know." She sent a glare at Christina and Meredith. "The point of this exercise is to one, introduce you to public speaking, and two, to get to know each other. You will learn in school that creating a buddy system works well. You learn to rely on each other, as well possibly creating your very first network connection when you get out into that big world we call J.O.B.S."

People began to pair up immediately, Arizona though took her time. She looked at the people who were slowly starting to pair up and then her eyes caught the most beautiful chocolate orbs she had ever seen and her breath hitched for a second. Standing from her seat she moved directly to the woman and plopped down next to her.

"Arizona Robbins." She stuck out her hand. The girl smiled to her and mumbled "I'm Callie." Arizona smiled at her and said "What? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you, Agnes you say?" She could see the hesitation and fear in those stunning eyes, so she tried to loosen the girl up some with a joke. This worked because the sweetest little chuckle came from those lips. "It's Callie Torres."

"Well, Callie Torres, is that short for something?" She asked with a bemused smile popping her dimples more so, and causing a flush in the other woman. "Uh, it is. But I don't think I want the class to know." She tried to side step the question.

"Hmm. Make a deal with you. How about for the purpose of this exercise you tell me, and I give you scouts honor that it's safe with me. Deal?" Blue eyes pierced into doe eyes showing her honesty, as well as Arizona's fingers holding up the scout's pledge.

"Calliope." She said very low and almost inaudible.

"Calliope." Arizona parroted, but low enough only they could hear, she let it roll off her tongue a few more times and then gave the largest Cheshire cat grin to the enchanting Latina. "I like it, it suits you." Her smile endearing. Callie looked into the deep pools of ocean staring back at her, she could feel the heat building just under her skin and flushing her caramel skin for the second time in five minutes.

"Thanks, my dad is the only person who calls me that." She said just as low, what she wanted to add though probably was inappropriate. The two continued to talk getting to know one another and by the end of their paired activity Arizona could tell she was starting to really like this wallflower. Ms. Lawrence broke the chatter to announce that they were nearing the two minute warning that they would begin introductions soon.

"So do you want to go first?" Arizona had all but leaned right into Callie's ear, her warm breath caressing her skin and the scent of freesia and coconuts assaulting her nostrils.

Brown eyes widened and they turned to the blond, staring like the woman next to her had some slight facial disfigurement. "Uh, what?" She stuttered. "Uh, no, no. Uh lets go last!" She prayed that someone such as the Twisted Sisters (Christina and Meredith) would go up and talk forever until the bell rang and then they could forget this whole silly idea. That was her plan for the entire year in fact.

"Oh come on." Arizona cajoled. "The sooner we get this done, the sooner you can breathe again."

Callie nearly fell out of her chair at the thought of them going first, this chick was completely and utterly nuts, out of her mind 51/50 nuts. "Uh, how about second to last?" She conceded.

Arizona simply just shook her head. "Maybe second" She smiled and had a devious thought. They were going first.

As Ms. Lawrence took her seat at her desk, she pulled out a small box so that she could collect the three by five cards and also have a little personal address book of her students for each period. She always enjoyed the first day of instruction; she learned so many different and sometimes shocking tidbits about her students.

"Alright everybody, this is how it's going to work. I will take volunteers first and then if you all start to get shy I will begin picking at random. So with that in mind who wants–" She was cut off by a hand rising in the air. Callie's eyes shot to her partner and she groaned and sunk in her seat. She would have protested, but she knew better. In one quick motion she was swooped from her seat by strong arms, being lead to the front by her hand she stood awkwardly next to Arizona. As she looked out into the crowd of faces, she could feel it. Her face became flush, and not in the 'oh my the cute new blond is looking at me and she smells so good I could almost eat her right now' way either. No in the 'I am about to blow chunks all over the first five rows' kind of flush. Her breathing picked up and she froze.

Arizona on the other hand was having a great time telling everyone about Callie. "Hey everyone, this is Callie. She is born and raised a Miamian, she loves to cook, her favorite color is black and she has an older sister. Uhm fun fact number one about Callie: She secretly loves pink, just kidding, actually her least favorite holiday is Halloween." Sensing the tension, Arizona took a quick peek to her side and saw that all too familiar look in those brown eyes. Oh she better hurry this up. "Uhh, and yea, so Hi Callie!" She smiled and turned to her partner to hear what she had to say.

A minute went by and Callie continued to look out to the crowd smiling, she had no idea that Arizona had finished or what was going on around her at all for that matter. What she did know was she had not tossed her chicken salad from earlier... yet. Feeling a slight nudge to her side, she jumped and chuckled nervously. "My turn?" She questioned knowing the answer but was trying a stall tactic. Pulling out her 3x5 she pulled it close to her chest and kept her head down.

"H-h-hi this is Arizona Robbins." She was so quiet Christina and Meredith couldn't even hear her. "She was born in the United States, but didn't–" Callie was cut off by a very annoyed brunette.

"Speak up Torres!" Christina slunk back in her chair and crossed her arms.

Callie looked up and caught Christina's eyes she cleared her throat and went up just a bit in volume. "Sh-sh-she didn't grow up here. Her dad is in the Military and she has lived in over ten different countries." Callie could feel the bile rise; she looked between the crowd, Arizona and the teacher. Taking a deep breath, she went to open her mouth but instead bee-lined it for the door.

Arizona stood shocked for a moment and then looked back out to the crowd "Callie fun fact number two; She hates Public Speaking."

Arizona walked back to her seat noticing that it was near 3:30 and the bell would be ringing relatively soon, she packed up her things and sat down. The next two that went up were of course Christina and Meredith. Had Christina's hand been a moment quicker they would have been the first ones up. But quick-draw-Robbins had gotten there first. Two more rounds of introductions were heard and as if on cue the bell rung and everyone pushed to exit the door all at once. Arizona though hung back, she was starting to worry about her introduction partner, and she had been gone for a pretty long time.

Looking at the clock she noted that she was late to meet Addison, and as much as she wanted to stay and check on Callie, that didn't seem like it was going to happen. With a heavy sigh she looked to Ms. Lawrence and then to the door.

"Don't worry she'll be back by four." The knowing woman stated never taking her eyes off of her teacher's planner. "This happens all the time." She finally looked up and met concerned blue eyes. A small assuring smile graced her lips and then Arizona looked around, and nodding as if she had decided the blond took off for the door.

"Thanks." And that was all that needed to be said.

A/N 2: Any and all feedback are welcome. I don't know how often I can update but I will try to on a regular basis.