A/N: Hey guys! Hope you're liking it so far. Feel free to review as I'm open to suggestions. Anyway, not to be ominous, but there is impending doom… so first let me reward you for being good readers so far with this smutty chapter ;) Didn't expect to get so many views on the first day, so when I checked, I got motivated and wrote a few more chapters so here you go! c:

At SGHS, the first midterms for the year were just finished. Callie was leaning against her locker, patiently awaiting her best [well, only] friend's arrival. Finally, Arizona emerged from the exam room, smiling so wide that her dimples showed. Callie bit her lip and took in the beautiful view, "Unf, she's so perfect".

Snapped out of her trance by Arizona's cheery voice, "Tonight, we celebrate!" She grabbed the taller girl's hand and they practically skipped outside.

Callie's palms tended to sweat whenever she was nervous or aroused. She wasn't sure which one she was feeling at the moment but all she knew was that her palms were so wet and she secretly prayed Arizona wouldn't notice. She did. However, she added this to the list of awkward quirks that made Callie even more adorable and loveable.

First, Arizona took them to her favorite cosmetics store at the mall. Callie wasn't particularly interested, but pretended to browse while surreptitiously watching her friend flit through the aisles excitedly. "What a cutie!" she thought, smiling to herself.

Next, they went back to Arizona's house.

"Oh, my mom's still at work. Look like we got the house to ourselves!" she announced in a husky voice. Callie was bemused. Was she flirting?

Arizona showed Callie to her very pretty, very pink bedroom where they were to spend the night doing makeovers and watching chick flicks. Callie was more of an action movie kinda of girl, but if chick flicks meant snuggling with Arizona, she was down for it.

They took turns applying makeup on each other. Arizona said she'd better go first so she could teach her clueless friend a thing or two. When she was finished, she took a step back and marveled at her masterpiece. Callie looked stunning. Not that she wasn't hot naturally. Oh, she definitely was. But this was a whole different look and Arizona was loving it.

"Okay, my turn to do you!" Callie giggled at the double meaning. Arizona shook her head and cautioned, "You better not screw my face up, Calliope!" Callie loved it when she called her that.

Callie had absolutely no clue what she was doing as she smeared a shimmery midnight blue over Arizona's eyelids. She thought it would compliment those remarkable blonde eyes, but she wasn't too sure how to apply it. Then, she got an idea.

"Uhh, this is an awkward position for my hand. Mind if I just—" , she took a deep breath and straddled the smaller girl, "Ohh, yeah that's better." Her heart was racing. What was she thinking?

Arizona cocked a perfectly shaped eyebrow, but said nothing. Message received. Callie stopped worrying because deep down she knew that Arizona felt the same way she felt about her. But how did she feel about her? Well, she wasn't sure. Spending your whole life as a little Catholic girl raised in a home where homosexuality was intolerable only to find yourself having strong feelings for another girl tends to be a little nerve-wracking. But whenever Callie was with Arizona, she forgot to overthink this and just felt truly happy.

Next came the movies. The lights were turned off and the girls were cuddling under the covers while they watched John Tucker Must Die which Arizona insisted was the ultimate chick flick and was appalled that Callie hadn't seen it before. About halfway through the movie, Arizona yawned and stretched out like a cat then snuggled into Callie's shoulder. Callie tried to stick out her still developing breasts and wondered whether she'd remembered to put on the perfume that Arizona loved. She was so busy thinking, she'd missed an apparently important part of the movie.

"You aren't even paying attention, Calliope!" Arizona chastised. Even when she was angry, she sounded sweet. "I have to rewind. That bit was really crucial!" She rewinded back to a scene in the car with Kate and another girl whose name Callie had forgotten.

Oh. My. God. They were kissing. Callie's jaw dropped. She tried, in vain, to regain her composure when she realized that Arizona was observing her reaction.

"Mmm, that was hot, right?" Arizona grinned.

"Uhh, yeah" Callie chucked sheepishly, secretly thanking God that girls didn't get boners.

Arizona paused the movie and looked into Callie's rich brown eyes.

"Would you ever kiss a girl, Calliope?" she inquired.

Callie went into overdrive: Should I say yes? Should I answer her question by kissing her? Oh God, I'm going straight to hell. What do I do?

"Well, maybe but I'd have to be super drunk. Don't think I'm even attracted to girls in general anyway." Callie replied. She was not lying. She wasn't attracted to girls in general. Just Arizona. Oh Arizona. She made Callie weak at the knees. She made her feel things she never felt when she had a boyfriend. What was this girl doing to her?

"Oh." Arizona couldn't hide the disappointment on her face. They watched the rest of the movie in silence.

A/N again: That didn't end the way you wanted it to, huh? I'm sorry! I wanted it to end differently too, but this was necessary for me to get where I'm going with the plot. Please keep reading. Trust me, it gets better! Much love, thewanderinglesbian.

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