Blonde strands of hair fall across a pale face and Arizona blows out a puff of air to try and get them out of her eyes. Her hands are too busy balancing her books and her bags and she hasn't even noticed that the laces of her shoes are undone. Using her shoulder to wipe the unkempt hair out of the way, her trainer stands on the foot of her lace and she stumbles, her books and school work toppling to the floor before she too joins them, landing in a dishevelled heap on the grassy floor.

With an embarrassed groan, Arizona shuffles to her knees, scrambling around to collect all her books and her new timetable. The first thing she notices are the shoes under her nose. They're pretty. Not something she'd ever wear because honestly, she'd look ridiculous and they look like they'd cost more than her mama earnt in a month and being sandals, there's not exactly much of them. She spots the tanned legs next and as she looks up, she realises they seem to go on forever.

A hand is outstretched towards her and after she brushes her hair away again, Arizona grabs her books and slips her hand into the slightly bigger one, pulling herself up from the floor.

"You looked like you could use a hand," the brunette grins, picking the heavy bag from the floor and handing it to the shorter girl who takes it and awkwardly throws it back over her shoulder.

"Thank you, not the best start to a new school, I guess?" Arizona smiles up at the warm, friendly face in front of her and it takes her a moment to realise she's still gripping the strangers hand in her own so she quickly drops it, smiling sheepishly as she focuses on wiping the grass stains from her clothes, "sorry, I'm making this more awkward than it already is."

She receives a hearty laugh in response and she doesn't feel quite so stupid anymore, "I'm Callie. It's nice to meet you…?"

Arizona smiles, grateful that her new school might not be as bad as she'd feared, "Hi Callie," she dimples, swapping her books into her other arm to ease the weight slightly. After another awkward silence she realises the other girl is looking at her expectantly and she wonders if she's ever made this much of an awful first impression, "Oh, I'm Arizona. Robbins. My family just moved here, todays my first day."

"Well Arizona Robbins, it's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too, Callie. I'm kinda nervous, I'm not very good at the whole making friends thing so thanks for not laughing at me when I fell on my ass."

Callie grinned softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement, "I have to admit I did laugh but only a little, I swear."

"Well thanks for only laughing a little and thanks for helping me up." Arizona grinned back, her blue eyes twinkling back at the brown ones.

"You're welcome Arizona Robbins. I think you're gonna like it here."

Arizona shuffled almost nervously on her feet, "I'm not so sure about that, but thanks for the vote of confidence."

Callie nudged her with her shoulder playfully, "hey, you already know one person so technically you're not even the new girl anymore!"

Arizona dimples again, beaming brightly, "I guess not. Maybe I'll see you around?" Callie smiles in response and offers a firm nod, letting the blonde know she's sincere.

"Oh and you might want to tie those shoes up. Something tells me you're prone to clumsiness." Callie throws one last cheeky grin and as Arizona laughs in response, she heads away from the not so new girl and towards her class for registration.


Arizona's day doesn't get much better after the horrendous start. The school is huge and no one is very helpful so she's a whole 15 minutes late to her first class. Everyone already has their lab partners seeing as it's the middle of the year so she has to work alone and she can almost feel people staring at her. It's not that she's particularly odd or unusual but she's the new girl and she is a little geeky. Her blonde hair is always thrown up in a messy ponytail, she's wearing her awful old glasses because her new ones got damaged in the move and her odd name doesn't exactly help. No one wants to befriend the quirky new girl and school is always just a little lonely for the blonde.

She's going to try harder this time though. Her dad has promised that this is it, this is where they'll settle and she's finally going to stick around in a place long enough to put down some roots. Maybe she'll even make some friends.

Maybe she'll start with the friendly girl from this morning, she's the only person to even smile at the blonde so far.

With this in mind, Arizona keeps an eye out for the pretty brunette as she heads towards the canteen for lunch. She grabs her food and a bottle of water, placing everything on a tray and searching for a table. A small smile finds its way onto her lips as she spots the familiar face within the crowds. She thinks that Callie oozes confidence and beauty as she watches her throw her head back with a laugh at something one of her friends is saying and she wishes she had the same confidence in herself. She meanders her way through the tables, stopping by Callie and her group of friends.

"Hey, is it okay if I sit with you guys?" she smiles politely at everyone, focusing her question mainly at Callie who looks up at her, slightly surprised.

It isn't her that responds though.

"Sorry blondie, these seats are kinda taken."

Arizona looks at the boy who responded, his tone clearly telling her to get lost. She feels her shoulders sag but her eyes look to Callie, hoping she might speak up. After all, she'd seemed so welcoming only a few hours ago. When she looks, the brunette isn't even looking at her focusing on twisting her fork into her pasta.

"Seriously, the geeks are over there. You'll fit right in, blondie."

Arizona wants to tell him to piss off, to tell him to stop calling her that stupid name and to shout that yes, the red head next to him, elbowing his arm is right, he is an ass. But the red head is laughing and so is he and even though her almost friend from earlier isn't even smiling, she still feels like an idiot so she stays quiet and walks away, trying to ignore how he mumbles loser as she does.

She isn't stupid, she recognises the way Callie kept her head ducked, how she wouldn't say that actually it's okay, they'd spoken this morning and of course she could sit with them because lunch is lonely and crappy when you're stuck eating at a table on your own. Callie reeked of embarrassment and something about that made her heart sink.

Arizona was right, school sucks.