Characters are Shonda's for the most part. I've seen the requests for another G!P story, this is my attempt at fulfilling said requests.

Callie's POV

"Arizona you have to go. It's daylight," I say while gently trying shaking her awake. Nobody but knows Ms. Rosita-our nanny turned maid knows that she's here and no one else can find out. Nobody in our families that is. Arizona's best friend knows. They've been close since kindergarten so I allow it. If they became close in like elementary school or something, I wouldn't be okay with her knowing. I kid, I kid.

Our families hate each other. Actually, hate doesn't begin to explain it. Their rivalry is based on some old mishap between out great-grandfathers. Arizona's grandfather and mine were best friends. They were both business geniuses. The story is that my bisabuelo stole marketing opportunities from Arizona's great-grandfather. Our granddads and now dads continued the tradition of stealing from one another or blocking opportunities for the other's company. Most recently Arizona's dad paid out a big celebrity to advertise his product instead of my father's.

"Arizona please," I'm pleading with her. It's not the first time she's slept over and it probably won't be the last. We've been dating for about ten months now. Of course, it's all been in secret. We used to dislike each other too but one Summer changed all that. We were sent to the same Sleep Away camp in high school. At first, I freaked out and called my parents. There was no way in hell I was going to be around a Robbins for an entire Summer. A camp counselor noticed our dislike for each other and made us bunk together. She also took pour phones and other technology so we couldn't avoid each other through our gadgets. I never got to call my dad to complain, by the end of the Summer I didn't need to. I grew to like Arizona. Without our families there, we learned that we liked to do the same things and had similar experiences. We became friends over the time we spent at the camp and we remained that way for a while. One day Arizona made a move and the rest is history. Most of our friendship and now relationship exists through phone calls, video calls, and text messages. We're not only dodging our parents but also paparazzi and nosy people in general.

I softly pinch the side of the sleeping blonde beauty that's currently in my bed. She simply moves to the other side. Arizona if you don't move your ass! I get out of bed, walk to the other side and scream into her ear. I have no worries that my parents will ever hear. They literally sleep in the other wing of the Torres estates. Aria's bedroom is also on this side of the house but she's a deep sleeper. I only care about them or someone else seeing her leave. At this time in the morning, she can exit without trouble but I have no idea what the day will bring. Arizona jumps in response. She looks up at me like I've just told her that Santa Clause isn't real. I offer a reason for a rude awakening, "I'm sorry love but you do need to get going."

Sucking her teeth, she says, "This is why I don't like coming here Calliope." I know, I know. Our families' rivalry is bullshit, I'm sorry very sorry Arizona. She rises to her feet and grabs her things. I feel bad in that I'm the one who convinced her to come over last night. She came back from Greece yesterday and I just had to see her. Apparently, she told her folks she's sleeping over at Nicole's. We're twenty years old but our parents still have a tight leash on us. At least Arizona travels for business. I stay here.

I follow her out as we try not to alarm anyone in the house. When we make it to the side door, she simply says "Bye Callie."

"Arizona c'mon..."

She was just about to walk outside but she declines to as she turns to face me. I speak up, "Can I at least get a kiss goodbye?" She pauses for a minute then steps up to my body and pecks my lips. She retakes her original position. Again she says,"Bye Callie." A grumpy Arizona leaves my presence. She's making a journey on foot to Nicole's. Nicole doesn't live far away and her car is parked there. Usually, I would accompany her but I don't have that luxury today. I have class in a few and it'll take too long.

I close the door behind her and head back to my room. On my way back I'm stopped by Rosita.

She hits me with a question, "How long are you going to keep this up, my dear?"

"For as long as I love her and she loves me."

"Love. You always use that word. Love isn't going to be enough for your parents."

I retort, "It's enough for me, besides they don't ever have to find out."

"What's done in the dark will one day come to light Calliope." She says this all the time. She believes that if she says it enough, one day I'll hear it. I guess we all are waiting on that day. As of right now, it's not happening.

I answer with the same response I've given her every time she's mentioned this. "We'll see if that day is today won't we?" I don't mean to be rude but I'm tired of her breathing down my back about this. Rosita loves our family like it's her own, she doesn't want to me get hurt by any of this. I understand the risks that are involved with my relationship. Arizona Robbins is worth the risk. She's worth every risk.

When I'm back in my room I see that about fifteen minutes have passed since Arizona left my house. I send off a quick text asking if she's arrived at Nicole's She immediately responds to tell me she has. She's safe, we aren't found out.

I hurry to the shower and back. I really want out of this house. I don't feel like lying to my parents' faces today. I quickly get dressed then hop into my car. I start the engine and drive off in the direction of Grace Winston College. It's my senior year so I'm excited to go, each and every day. I get closer to graduation with each passing day.

Arizona's POV

I get to Nicole's house in one piece. Callie makes such a fuss about my ten-minute walk here, it's annoying but it's also really sweet. It means she cares. I care a lot about her too. I love her, I love her with everything I have. Our relationship shouldn't have even happened. I'm glad she gave me a chance. It took some convincing but she agreed to date me though we weren't supposed to be friends, to begin with.

Being home feels great. It's awesome to be able to go and come as I please. I often think about getting my own place but there is no point right now. I travel way too often to even fully take care of a house by myself. I could get a maid, but I'd just be paying someone to house sit for most of the year. Usually traveling would put a strain on a relationship, but because of our unique situation, it doesn't. We wouldn't see each other anyway.

Callie could have gone away to college but decided not to. She stays at home for reasons that she won't or can't tell me. I know it has something to do with her father. We don't discuss our families and their businesses, it's not healthy for our relationship.

I'm laying next to someone for the second time today. I wish it were my girlfriend but it's just my best friend. Guest rooms are for actual guests, I'm comfy right here. Her boyfriend is currently at work and her baby sleeps in the other room. I pretend to be offended when I say, "Nicole, you're the worst hostess ever. I got here super early this morning and you haven't even offered me something to drin, much less eat."

She hisses at me, "Umm, you know where everything is. It's not like you're new! I'm a gracious host to my guests, you're not a guest. If you're hungry, go make something to eat."

I was just pulling her arm. I don't even eat breakfast.

It got back to a relaxed silence. It remains this way until Nicole clears her throat. "Alright, I'm going to say something. Listen before you get upset. I support you and Callie's relationship one hundred percent but when are you guys going to come clean? I'm fine being the halfway house but I figure you must be tired of hiding."

You, my friend, are right. I shouldn't have to hide my love. What Callie and I have has been beautiful. "I am Nicci. It's really complicated. There's no one in the world my father hates more than Mr. Torres. Their proposed reasoning seems stupid so I think there's more to the story." I dream of the day we get to walk in the sunlight.

I'm not a writer( yes, I have to make this clear every time I post a new story). Reviews are valued.