A/N: First of all I would like to thank everyone for their reviews, as I unexpectedly got way more than I thought that I would. The first chapter was sort of a test to see if this was something that I would be able to pull off. One of my other stories is at a sad stage, and the other is a mix of everything...so I wanted to try something a little different. Something fresh and fun. I've always read high school fics- and have wanted to write one myself...and will try my hardest to keep this story something that is worth reading(as I know that HS fics aren't really everyone's thing). I'll be trying to keep SOME characteristics of each character, while also creating a few different ones-to make each character unique and interesting. I'll apologize now for the lack of C/A in this chapter...which was used to set up a few happenings between them. At this point, they're both confused-and their friends give them a boost in the right direction. Little build up of energy, before one of them finally cracks =P

3 weeks later...

Arizona's POV

For the last three weeks, there has only been one thing on my mind. From the moment I saw her, Calliope Torres has completely taken over my already very confused, teenaged mind. I've never been one for brown eyes, as I have always fallen for girls with blue or green eyes. But since the moment I looked into her eyes, I knew that I could spend forever looking into them. I have never seen brown eyes quite so big and beautiful. When she looks at me, there's a certain light in her eyes that make me feel something inexplainable. Something so real and pure, that I have never felt before and always thought I was too young to experience.

Aside from the brown eyes, everything else about her drives me absolutely crazy. From her long dark hair, to her perfectly fit, strong body; I am so completely taken by her, and the desire to get to explore all of her, is growing with each passing day. There seems to be an undeniable chemistry between us. Something that never goes un noticed by our friends, who always make it a point to make sure that they're opinions are known.

I don't even 'have' all of her because she isn't mine, but I already can't get enough of her, and my body physically reacts to her whenever we are my hand brushes up against hers when we are walking somewhere, or when my leg brushes up against hers under a table with all of our friends around, when I hug her goodbye and keep my arms around her longer than I should- well, it's all beyond my control. A natural reaction whenever I am with her, that always leaves me always wanting to be around her. It leaves me wanting more, so much more. As time goes by, it gets harder and harder not to kiss her.

The days we have spent together since her arrival, have been some of the best days of my life. The first days of my life in a long time, in which I have truly felt alive. However, those days never happened without constant text messages from Emily, asking who I'm with and what I'm doing. Emily-the only thing standing in my way, because as easy as it's seems to everyone else is actually how complicated it really is. While she hasn't been the 'perfect' girlfriend lately, I don't want to hurt her. Some would say that me being the type of person to never want to hurt someone else can sometimes be a flaw, because by trying to keep everyone else happy, my own happiness often goes forgotten.

Alex climbs the stone wall in the very back of Addison's yard and sits down next to me, dangling his legs over the edge next to mine. The stone wall that a lot of us sit on to think, because for some reason it seems peaceful to us. It's far enough away from the house that you can't always hear everyone else, and it gives a view of the neighborhoods down below, at the bottom of the large hill on the other side of her yard. The neighborhood that Teddy, Cristina and Meredith live in.

The side of the wall that is inside the yard, was turned into a 'rock climbing' area for Addison and her friends, so it's easy to climb up. The top of it leaves enough walking space to walk behind someone who is facing the direction we are currently facing.

"I'll just get right to the point..." Alex says, pausing momentarily as he looks to the houses below us- off in the distance. "...when are you going to tell Torres how you feel?"

"When are you going to tell Izzie how you feel?" I ask.

"We're not talking about me right now..." he chuckles. "...look, I see the way she looks at you...the way you look at her. I mean, it's pretty obvious to all of us that you two are into each other. It's not hard to tell...with all the...almost hand holding...and awkward leg rubs...or the ever so famous...'I'm just going to put my hand on your thigh while I reach across the table'..."

My friendship with Alex gives both of us something. I tend to bring out the sensitive side of him-the side of him that shows when we have our talks, and he brings out a tougher side of me. He is constantly helping me 'grow a backbone' in certain situations, while I remind him to be more sensitive then he normally is- in certain situations that he's in. We tend to balance each other out perfectly.

"I'm so confused" I admit, sadly.

"You like her, she likes you...clearly..there's definitely chemistry there... What's so confusing?" he asks, like the answer to his question is the most obvious thing in the world.

"I'm in a relationship with..."

"The devil?" he jokes.

I am well aware of everyone's opinions of Emily, and I have been thankful that they have supported my decision up until now. When I first started dating her, everything was perfect. As good as a teenage relationship could be. Lately, it seems that all she does is yell at me and try to control my every move. She had also been talking about getting intimate, which I have yet to do, with anyone. Her patience seems to be wearing thin, and I don't know what to do anymore. She's been pushing me to do something I am not ready to do, and instead of making me change my decision, she has forced me right into the comforting arms of Calliope. Two nights ago, after a fight with Emily, Callie was there to comfort me. I slept in her arms, and it was the most comfortable and cared for that I've ever felt.

"I'm sorry..." he says. "...it's just...you deserve so much better. Torres, as bad ass and tough as she is with everyone else...turns into a big pile of love when you're around. You two are perfect for each other and the only one's that won't admit it are the two of you. You're driving us all crazy."

"Did you really just say 'big pile of love'?" I chuckle.

"I did...didn't I.." he sighs, shaking his head in disgust. "...if you tell anyone we're having this conversation...I'll kick your ass Robbins."

"Like the rest of our heart to hearts...I'll keep this one on the down low"

He nods. "Alright then, as long as we're on the same page here."

"So...Callie met Kayla last week.." I sigh in frustration. Another obstacle between my being with her is Kayla, who clearly has a thing for her already.

"Kayla Miller?..." he asks, making his best 'disgusted' face.

"Yeah..."

Both sighing heavily, we enter a comfortable silence as we stare off into space. My thoughts immediately drifting back to Callie, and how I would love nothing more than to spend another night in her arms. Many more nights, for that matter. She never forced me to talk about my argument with Emily, and never hesitated to comfort me. She did the only thing she could, something Emily has never done. She held me and let me cry out my frustrations. I fell asleep in her arms, and woke up the next morning, feeling so much better. She had, had Aria cover for her, telling her parents that she wasn't home. We were in the basement, which has been turned into an area for Callie and Aria, complete with furniture, a big screen TV and lots of gaming systems. There is a bathroom in the basement, so neither of us had to go anywhere.

"So...I...slept in her arms.." I blurt out, breaking the silence. "...the night before last...I..needed a friend so I went to Callie's...and I fell asleep in her arms."

"Okay, girls do weird things with their friends..." he jokes. "...people who are 'just friends' don't really sleep that close to each other."

"Not true.." I chuckle. "...the last girls night we had, Meredith woke up using Cristina as a pillow...and Teddy woke up with one leg draped over Callie, who was sleeping so close to Addison that she woke up complaining about Callie breathing on her...and Lexie and April fell asleep squished together on a lawn chair once..."

He shakes his head. "You chicks are just weird!"

"It was...just different..." I sigh, looking at him with pleading eyes, willing him to understand me like he always has. "...it felt..."

"Right?"

"Yeah, it felt...so right. It was...amazing..." I trail off, pausing as a big smile creeps up on me. "...I felt something that I've never felt before, with anyone...especially Emily."

When he starts laughing, I raise a brow in confusion, a frown appearing on my face.

"It's just..." he laughs. "...serves her right, for being a bitch...sends her girl right into someone else's arms...ah this is good."

As he laughs at the expense of my current girlfriend, I playfully slap his arm, eventually laughing with him, because of the way is laughing.

"Could you pretend for five seconds that you're not enjoying this!"

Once the laughter has died down, he turns to look at me with a look that tells me he's about to lecture me.

"I know that I've given you a hard time lately, when it comes to Emily. There was a time when I could just not say anything, because I wanted to respect your decisions in life..but now, because I care about you...I'm telling you...that you deserve so much better than Emily. You're smart, and funny, and beautiful...everyone around here loves you and can see how special you are. The only one who really can't is Emily. You're nothing but a trophy to her, and she doesn't deserve you."

"Well, listen to you...getting all mushy on me" I tease.

"Shut up...just think about what I said" he replies, winking at me.

"So, about you and Izzie..."

Meanwhile...

Callie's POV

Over the last three weeks, life has become pretty routine. My morning is spent doing the few chores that are usually left for me, before eating breakfast and heading out the door once my parents leave. The earlier part of my days are usually spent with Teddy, down at the skate park, or the ball field. The evenings are spent with friends, once we all eat dinner with our families, although some of us would rather be anywhere but.

Teddy's home life has been anything but pleasant these days, with her parents fighting constantly. The youngest of four children, with three older brothers, it is no wonder why Teddy is the way that she is. She's a lot like me, but for different reasons. She's tough, hard core and 'bad ass' on the outside, but beyond all that is a softer side that is rarely ever shown. She's tough, because she has to be. She often climbs out of her first floor bedroom window, and rides her bike down to Meredith's house, three houses over-who climbs out her bedroom window, also on the first floor of their house. Both of them, usually ending up at either my house or Addison's house. While Teddy has a hectic life, she lives every day like it's her last and is the life of the party most days.

Meredith's home life is equally unpleasant, when her mother is not at the hospital. When she's home, Meredith's presence is clearly a 'burden' to her at times. She spends most of her time either at my house, or Derek's house-where Mark also spends most of his time. Alex all but lives at Arizona's house, and has been her shoulder to lean on, since her older brother joined the Army. They give each other a sense of stability that they wouldn't find elsewhere. They bring out qualities in one another, and push each other to stay strong through their 'growing pains'.

A group of teens, going through the every day aches and pains of growing up, only having each other at the end of each day. Having been quickly accepted into this new group of friends, I am no longer known as 'the new kid'. I've adapted quite well to life around here. Outside of the fact that I don't have the one thing I want, the one thing I need, I couldn't be happier. Back in Miami, my parents would have made a big deal about the every day chaos of having friends in and out, but at this point it's safe to say that they are more open minded about certain things, because I have friends ere and am happier about the move.

Teddy lays on my bed beside me, bouncing a stress ball off the ceiling and catching it, having slept here last night. Cristina and Meredith, who also stayed here last night, are on the other side of my room, kneeling in front of the window that overlooks Addison's back yard.

"Are you using binoculars?" Teddy asks.

"Well...it's not my fault Addison and Callie have back yards the length of football fields! I can see there's people on the wall but can't tell who is who without these." Cristina defends, handing them to Meredith.

Meredith looks through them, squinting slightly. "That looks like Arizona, and Alex...yeah, definitely Arizona...she's wearing the jersey...again..."

"for like the third time this week" Cristina mumbles

"What's with all the jersey talk?" I ask. After three weeks of weird comments and group jokes, I have yet to understand what any of this means. "...I thought you guys all wear each others clothes any way..."

"Oh, we do.." Meredith replies, with a goofy grin. "...I'm actually wearing...I think I'm wearing..."

"That's my shirt!" Teddy points out.

"Okay, so what's with Arizona and the jersey?" I ask.

"Arizona's that girlfriend that does ridiculously cute things...like wear game jerseys..." Teddy informs me. "...have you asked for it back?"

"No. I haven't asked for it back, because she keeps wearing it...and she's not my girlfriend so..."

"But...you want her to be" Cristina points out, before the room falls silent.

"Seriously...she's so into you it's..." Teddy says, breaking the silence. "...you two really need to get over whatever is holding you back, and tell each other how you feel."

Meredith turns her head around. "Are you going to tell her how you feel or what?"

"I...I don't know..." I reply.

"Oh please do..." Cristina pleads dramatically. She turns around, giving me a demanding glare. "...put us all out of our misery."

"What could you guys possibly have to complain about?..." Teddy chuckles. "...Arizona's the one whose with her."

"Incase you forgot...she stuffed me into a locker last year" Meredith corrects.

"True story" Cristina groans.

"Oh! remember the time that she put hair dye in Derek's hair gel...thank god it wasn't permanent" Meredith adds.

"Ugh, she's awful. Blondie can do so much better than her..." comes Cristina's response. "...and if any of you tell her this I'll...I don't know...but seriously, I for one would like to see her with someone who treats her right. She's going to get hurt."

"Emily doesn't deserve her.." Teddy trails off, shaking her head sadly. The room falls silent when the three of them notice my pained facial expression. "You okay kid?" Teddy asks.

Meredith senses Teddy's need for one of our talks, the talks that her and I have when no one else is around.

She nudges Cristina's shoulder "Why don't we um...head over there and see who's coming over here tonight after the fire works."

"I love your parents for being gone this weekend...and your sister, for not telling them that half the town is coming over" Cristina exaggerates, as her and Meredith exit the bedroom.

"She's the one who invited half of them!" I shout, hoping they heard me before heading downstairs.

Teddy sits up, putting a pillow behind her and leaning against the head board. "Alright...spill...I'll sit here with you as long as it takes."

"She slept over here two nights ago..." I admit, receiving a goofy grin and a nod in response. "...she...had an argument with Emily and...ended up here. She was so upset and I didn't know what to do...we were in the basement watching a movie and I had my arm around her, trying to comfort her...she fell asleep so I laid her down and when I tried to move away, she grabbed my hand. I was going to let her sleep there and give her space...you know."

"and...?" she asks, waving her hands.

The room falls silent once again, as she types a text message. The few minutes following the text, she stares at me, waiting for me to say something.

"I held her, while we slept...and when...I woke up the next morning, I didn't want to let go. I would have stayed there all day, but...Emily called her...so I let her go..and there's something else"

Teddy cringes, waiting for me to tell her something that she probably already knows.

"Kayla kissed me..." I add, sighing heavily. "...and I froze...all I thought about was Arizona, but I didn't stop it..."

Teddy covers her eyes with one hand, shaking her head. "You're killin me Torres!"

"You're killing all of us" Addison says somewhat dramatically, from the other side of the door. She enters the bedroom and pushes the door shut. Teddy scoots over, allowing Addison to sit on the bed with us.

"Did you kiss her yet?" Addison asks, making a weird face.

Teddy playfully shoves her, almost pushing her off the bed. "Way to be Addison, way...to...be.."

Addison raises her hands in defense. "I'm just asking a question...as a friend who cares"

"You know what you're problem is..." Teddy chuckles. "...you spend too much time with Yang. I mean, you have always been a little straight forward, but lately...way more than usual."

"So you didn't kiss her yet?" Addison asks, ignoring Teddy.

I shake my head. "I'm...not...I don't want to be that girl. The one who just swoops in and steals someone else's girlfriend."

"You had her the minute she saw you..." Teddy points out. "...that girl is crazy about you..."

"and you're crazy about her" Addison interrupts Teddy, giving me one of her know it all grins.

George enters the bedroom, after knocking softly three times. "Your sister let me in..." he says, making his way to the bed. The three of us move our legs up, and he sits on the edge of the bed.

Addison and Teddy communicate silently through a few strange looks and eye brow raises, before exiting the bedroom, clearly up to something.

"Are you okay Callie?..." George asks. "...I know you've only been here for a few weeks and we haven't known each other...forever...but you can talk to me."

George is the most sensitive guy in the group. The one you can count on, when you need a friend to talk to. I don't know why, but I find it easy to trust him even though I haven't known him very long.

Arizona's POV

Mark suddenly appears, sitting down on the right side of me. "What are you guys doing up here?"

"Robbins is longing for Torres' touch.." Alex teases. "...and me..I'm just...here."

"You haven't told her yet?" Mark gasps in shock. When I shake my head 'no' sadly, his facial expression softens. "...Robbins...you two are perfect for each other...and Torres...well she's a keeper. I mean..she's the girl who clearly has a thing for you, and watches someone who doesn't deserve you...hug and kiss you every day...and then, puts aside her own feelings to comfort you.."

"How do you know about that?" I ask.

"Addison.." he replies.

"How did Addison know before I did?" Alex asks.

"How did Addison know at all?" I ask, in shock.

"Teddy just sent her a text..." Mark replies. "...she just went over there to talk to Torres"

I roll my eyes, shaking my head "We all know each other way to well.."

"There are no secrets here" Mark says

Meredith suddenly appears at the top of the stone wall, tapping Mark with her foot. He takes the hint and scoots over, allowing her to sit next to me.

Meredith tilts her head to the side and slightly down, trying to read my facial expression.

"You uh...okay?" She asks.

"Party at Torres' tonight!...after the fire works..." Mark exclaims with a devilish grin, reading a text message on his phone. "...oof!" he adds, rubbing his arm when Meredith elbows him.

"You should talk to her tonight..." Meredith says. "...it will be good, for both of you...if you just talk to each other about it, you will feel so much better"

"What am I supposed to say?..." I ask, turning to Meredith. "...I mean...I don't want to keep her waiting around for me...but I need to talk to Emily too...and I hate the fact that no matter what I do...someone gets hurt..."

"So tell her that.." Mark speaks up.

"You don't want to let a little fear get in the way of being happy..." Alex says, placing a hand on my shoulder. "...you have to get out there and take risks."

Mark nods in agreement. "Life's too short..."

Meredith rolls her eyes. "Oh, here we go..."

"Words of wisdom from the problem child" I tease

"I'm the problem child?..." Mark asks, sounding insulted. "...how about the time Teddy dented Lexie's garage door with a skateboard!...after it had been fixed because Derek dented it with a basketball..."

"Or the time Robbins broke the light in Addison's front yard with a soccer ball" Alex chuckles.

"At least I didn't back my car into April's brand new one"

"In his defense..." Meredith trails off. "...okay, I give up..."

"Thanks Mer...thanks for the support!" Alex jokes.

The four of us enter a fit of laughter, teasing each other about the time's we have gotten into trouble together, or on our own. They include Callie in these jokes, because she has fit in so well since she has moved here. To all of us, it's like she's been here all along. Teddy in particular, loves having her around; because she has someone who is a lot like her, someone who shares the same interests and can be just as active as she is. Callie keeps up with her, and most of all, understands her.

If nothing else, they can always make me laugh; which is what I need right now, or at least what I think I need.

What I really need, is her.

"So...I think I'll talk to both of them tonight..."

To Be Continued...

I've already started the next chapter...don't know when it will be posted, but it will take place a few hours after this one...there will be C/A interaction in it. This chapter is just to show their personal fears-what's holding them back.