If someone walked into her classroom right now, they would not like what they saw. Students were on various (non-educational) websites on the desktops in the back, standing about the classroom discussing very off-task topics, play fighting, and who knows what else. Arizona wasn't quite sure what to do. She had been teaching in Seattle for four months already and still felt just as clueless, possibly even more so, than she had at the beginning of the year. See the thing is, Arizona didn't even know how clueless she was. So that's where things were as she stared around the room at her 34 students, which is one over the state limit, by the way.

As luck would have it, someone did walk into her room. A tall, dark haired, curvy, drop dead gorgeous someone. Arizona picked her mouth up from off the ground and attempted to calmly walk over to the woman that she was referring to as goddess for the moment.

"Hello. I'm Miss. Robbins. How can I help you," asked Arizona as she prayed that the 34 lovely's behind her would do their best to act like normal humans and not like animals just released from the zoo.

Callie took a few looks at the chaos ensuing classroom in front of her face and immediately began making a mental checklist of suggestions she had for the beautiful blonde in front of her. "Nice to meet you. I'm Callie Torres; your new teacher coach."

Arizona stood silently for a few moments. Her mind immediately fleeing to the students not doing what they were supposed to be doing behind her head. She safely assumed that she would never get the woman's number in front of her based on her clear ignorance for her chosen profession as evidenced by the scene in the classroom. "Well come on in. We are just having some reward time for our Fun Friday time."

Callie eyed the Smart Board which had a lesson about fractions up on it and mentally questioned the truth in Miss. Robbins statement. "I see. Well, for today, I'm just here to observe you. I came later in the day hoping that I can steal you for a few minutes at the end of the day to go over what my job is with you and discuss any concerns you have at the moment."

Sighing internally, either from relief or anxiety, Arizona nodded with an awkward smile on her face. "Sure thing. I am free after school. I'll stay as long as you need."

With a nod and a small smile, Callie proceeded to the back of the classroom, grabbed a chair, and took a seat. Arizona watched as she carefully removed a laptop from her bag, opened it, and began to type. Shaking her head out, Arizona proceeded to pretend like she knew what she was doing. She walked around to various student groups and kept up with her pretense that the class was actually receiving a reward time. She played some Fortnite with some students, colored with others, and won a game of UNO with a third group. When it was close to the end of the day, Arizona, counted down from five and was relatively impressed when most of the class quieted down and gave her their attention. "Alright guys, I need you all to clean up. By this point of the year, you all should know the expectations. Can someone review them for me?"

The one student that Arizona could always count on, Felicity, raised her hand. Arizona called on her and Felicity repeated the directions like a perfectly programmed robot. "Thank you so much, Felicity. Also, remember that the group that is cleaned up and in their seats first, receives group points. And Go!"

This was the part that Arizona was confident about. For some reason, the kids always did a great job cleaning up and getting to their seats quietly when she made it a group competition. She continuously looked back to Callie taking notes on her computer, trying to gauge her for a reaction. At the same time, she couldn't help admiring the brunette's curves and the way she bit her lip, insinuating that she was concentrating. If only fate would allow everything to fall in place and the woman was a lesbian (or bi), single, attracted to her, and willing to date immediately, Arizona would be a happy woman.

"Uh, Miss. Robbins, are you okay," Nasir asked, waving his hand in front of her face.

Cheeks immediately reddining, Arizona shook her head and gave the class her attention again. She was happy to see that the room looked presentable and all 34 students were in their seats with their things to go home. "Yes. Thanks for checking, Nasir. Alright guys, let's have a few trivia questions and then we will be able to see which group wins for the week."

Arizona returned to her room after walking her students to the yard for dismissal. She was lightly flushed and slightly out of breath from the walk up the four flights of stairs. As she walked into her room, she felt mixed emotions as she saw Callie, still typing away on her computer. She decided to walk into the room to begin cleaning up to go home.

She moved her own belongings from the front of the room and brought the to her desk at the side of her room. She carefully placed the student work for the week into her folder and into her tote. By the time she finished cleaning up her desk, she heard Callie's computer close. "Well Miss. Robbins, I'm ready to chat if you are."

"Uh yeah. Let me just…" She trailed off as she placed her computer into her bag and close it. "Okay. Would you like to sit at the U table to have some space?"

"Sure." replied Callie as she carefully moved over to the U table, pulling a chair out and sitting down. "So, as I said when I arrived, I'm your teacher coach for the year. Any teacher who is new to the district this year receives one. I know that you're receiving yours a bit late, good ol' School District of Seattle, didn't have their records together. Shocked, I'm sure. Anyways, I basically help you acclimate to the district and complete any of the mundane tasks of teachers such as submitting report cards. Once again, I apologize that the district has let you done seeing as the first report card grade were already due. I have a lot more to say, but do you have any questions so far?"

Arizona wanted to say 'no, but you can continue talking for as long as you like,' but she thought better of it and only shook her head. "I think I'm all caught up. Basically, I should have had a coach assigned to me at the beginning of the year, but as things go here, that didn't happen and now you're here to help me through my first year as a teacher. Right?"

"Exactly. I think you're going to be one of the teachers I like. So anyways, today, I wanted to come in and observe you so far in order to get an understanding of where we should begin in your mentoring. I also would like to get your schedule so that I know when I can come in to observe versus when I can come in to discuss and catch up with you."

"Sounds good to me," Arizona said in her normal chirpy voice, ecstatic that she would spend more time with Callie than she probably deserved.

"And then this fifth grade kid hid underneath his desk, hugging the leg of it screaming 'I want M and M's! I want M and M's'. Long story short, I had to have one of our administrators come get him while we continued the project because I didn't want him eating any more chocolate, you know, since he was allergic. Therefore, please don't ever question yourself in this district. It's got a lot going on with all of the low income students and the various background of these kids."

Arizona wiped a tear from her eye as her laughter subsided. "That is quite a story, That definitely helps me feel not so alone. I feel like a failure most days."

"That's why I'm here. You will be completing an induction program that I will help get you set up with. You will meet a lot of teachers just like you who have crazier stories than you do. Plus, from what I see, you have a lot going for you for being just a first year teacher."

Arizona immediately felt the blush hit her cheeks. "Thanks. That means a lot. Guess I got lucky with my mentor this year; good looks and very inspiring."

Arizona felt a small sense of success as she saw the blush creep up on Callie's face. She also felt some misery at the fact that she actually complimented the woman who was supposed to be her professional mentor. "Well I don't know about that, but thank you," Callie replied as she began packing her bag to prepare to leave. "I should probably get going. I need to get home to my...Ouch,"

At this moment, Arizona wanted to say "to who" at the top of her lungs but decided to be a decent human being and inquire why Callie said ouch. She didn't have to even open her mouth, however, because Callie brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked it in lightly. "Sorry. I caught my thumb in the zipper of my bag and nipped it."

"Oh. Do you need a band aid? I have plenty for my accident prone class."

"That's okay. As I was saying before the demon zipper attacked. I need to be getting home. My sister is visiting for the week and waiting for me. It was great meeting you Arizona. I'm excited to work with you this year. I can already tell that I'll see a lot of growth with you."

The two women stood up and made their way to the classroom door. "Have a great weekend," Callie said, patting Arizona reassuringly on the shoulder, "I'll see you next week."

Callie sat at her favorite bar, Joe's, after her long week. A few woman who frequented the place had offered to buy her drinks but she politely declined, completely unsure why. Typically, Callie took all of the free drinks she could get and went home with the woman she found most attractive. Tonight, however, she wasn't feeling it. She took another sip of her beer and prepared to leave. As she finished the last sip and was placing the beer down onto the bar again, she had to blink twice. Over on the small dance stage, she spotted a flash of blonde. She sat down again and tried to peek through the others sitting at the bar. Lone behold, Arizona was shaking her head and hips to the beat of a song with a couple other woman, not nearly as easy to look at as her.

"Can I buy you a drink," Callie shook her head out of her daze and looked to the source of the voice. An attractive woman with caramel colored hair, stood next to her giving her very seductive eyes.

Callie wasn't the least bit interested in the woman but felt it would give her an excuse to stay longer. "Sure. Why not."

Callie felt bad as she clearly saw the woman celebrate her affirmative answer. She didn't feel bad long, however, as she allowed her glance to sweep across the dance floor again. Beautiful blonde hair, perfect frame, tight jeans, and a bright smile graced her view. If she was being honest, Callie hadn't stopped thinking about the perfect woman since she left her at school that day. "I'm Lindsay. It's nice to meet you. You seemed to be lost in thought, tonight."

Feeling incredible rude, Callie gave the attractive woman in front of her, her attention. "Yeah. It was a long week. Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I'm Callie, nice to meet you."

Arizona was extremely happy that she decided to accept April's invitation and come out for the night. She was feeling all sorts of built up angst from her meeting with her mentor today. It felt really good to just let loose on the dance floor. She danced with a few woman, innocently, but was mostly enjoying the opportunity to just have fun with her friend. At one point, she excused herself to go to the restroom. She wasn't even sure that April heard her as she moved to the beat of the music. Pushing her way through the crowd, Arizona could hardly hold it by the time she reached the bathroom. She heard the door open and close as she finished up. When she opened the door, she had to convince herself that she was seeing things. Standing at the mirror, adjusting her makeup stood Callie, her mentor, or at least a very convincing Callie look alike. Assuming that her eyes were playing tricks on her, Arizona stepped up to the sink and mirror beside the look alike and began washing her hands. She peeked up and was shocked when she saw that the look alike was most definitely her new mentor. "Well isn't it a small world?"

Blotting her lips, Callie met the bright, blue eyes in the mirror. Callie thought before speaking so that she didn't give away that she had already seen the blonde that night. "It is definitely a small world," she responded, giving a slight smile.

"Did you need a night out as badly as I needed one?"

"I can't imagine what you would need a night out for," quipped Callie.

"Me either…" Arizona laughed lightly before speaking again. "Well it's nice to see you outside of school."

Heart beating faster, Callie contemplated the best response. "Yes it is. I'm not sure I've ever run into someone I've mentored before." Nerves getting the best of her, she decided to end the conversation while she was ahead. "Well it was great running into you. I'll see you soon."

Arizona watched Callie begin to walk away. She went to open her mouth to respond but found herself reaching out to lightly grasp Callie's forearm. "Wait…" she said just loudly enough to be heard.

Turning around, and following the hand guiding her, Callie was met with the eyes that she hadn't been able to stop thinking about all night. The two women stared at one another for what felt like an eternity before Callie sense Arizona moving in closer. Unbeknownst to herself, she was moving in closer as well. And just like that, their lips were touching, and the world was spinning for both of them.

They separated. Both women kept their eyes close, unsure of what to do now. In Arizona's mind, she felt like things were finally falling into place for her. Callie's mind was a whole other set of mixed emotions. She loved and hated what just happened all at the same time because something that felt so right, was actually so wrong. "I'm sorry. I have to go."

And just like that, Callie left the bathroom, and Arizona, completely empty.