They pulled up at this cute little Diner named Jake and Dorothy's.
Callie took in her surroundings allowing a confused facial expression fall upon her features.
"I know your idea of a good burger might be McDonalds, but trust me. This place has the best burgers in town." The blonde informed. "Do you trust me?" Arizona gave a shy smile when the gorgeous brunette didn't respond immediately.
"I do." Callie surprised herself with her answer. She had only meet the blonde recently and already she could feel drawn to her, like she and Arizona had been life long friends, or more.
"Well hey there!" The elder woman with fairly big white hair spoke with a thick accent. "I'm Dorothy. How can I help yall?
"My friend here seems to think McDonalds has the best burgers." Arizona smiled gingerly.
"Oh! Well we'll just have to change er' mind now won't we." Dorothy said as she directed the two to a table. "Now what can I get you ladies to drink. We have shipped from the D.P capital and my home town of Dublin Texas! it's the best yall ever taste." Dorothy continued as they sat down.
"That sounds awesome! I will have that please." Arizona said just before she and Dorothy turned to face Callie.
"Oh uhm. I'll have the same." Callie blushed under the blonde's stare. Dorothy scribbled on a pad and walked away, leaving the two alone. "This place is amazing. I mean look at all this cool stuff!" The brunette gestured towards the saddle, boots, hat, Texas clock, and various items that made sure everyone knew that this is a Texan owned establishment.
"I am happy you like it Calliope." Arizona confessed eliciting Callie's bright smile that she loved so much.
Dorothy had come back took their orders and returned a third time with their checks and burgers.
"You were so right about those burgers! They were-" Callie flung her hands around trying to find the right words.
"Amazingly awesome" Arizona said breathlessly as she touched the Latina's arm.
"Uh-uhm yeah." Callie stuttered when she felt the smooth skin against her own. "Breath-takingly awesome"
Arizona fought hard to swallow the lump in her throat. However the beautiful Latina beside her made it difficult to do in anything other than take in the brunettes beauty. She loved the way her long dark hair fell freely on her strong, toned shoulders. Arizona's eyes roamed freely over Callie's features stopping at the full pink lips that were now forming words. "huh?" Arizona said as she was brought out of her daze.
"I said as beautiful as this uhm parking lot is. And as much as I enjoy sitting here. You should probably I don't know. Drive. Somewhere .anywhere. Are you okay?" Callie spoke up after noticing the flustered look on the blondes soft features.
Arizona cleared her throat. "Yeah I'm fine." She put the keys in the ignition and started the car.
They rode in comfortable silence for fifteen minuets. Well except for the occasional sound of Arizona's horrible singing as she done so along with the radio.
"Where are we?" Callie questioned.
"This place I found when I first got here. It has an amazing view of the skyline. And its also a great place to get all your thinking done" Arizona replied as they reached the bench on top of a small hill surrounded by two huge trees.
"Oh my god Arizona its beautiful!" Callie gushed.
Arizona simply smiled allowing her dimples to be in full effect. They sat on the bench and fell into another comfortable silence. "So what made you decide to transfer here? I mean you are sixth best pitcher in the NCAA. You could go anywhere. Why Seattle?"
Callie sighed. "it's a long story really."
The blonde leaned back into the bench and placed her hands in her lap and waited. "I have time."
Callie in turned leaned back. "In 1889 the first women's softball team was formed. In 1904 the first women's softball team was formed. 'Kitten Ball' was what they called it." Callie laughed at the name. "Cecilia Rodriguez my bisabuela-"
"bisabuela?" The blonde questioned.
"My great grandmother." Callie informed. She continued when the blonde nodded. "She was just 16 when she left Mexico for Chicago following dreams of becoming a Broadway actress." Callie shook her head and laughed at her last sentence. "Anyway, broke and lonely, she found something familiar, well someone. Hector Moreno was a big shot drug dealer and pimp. They were from the same small town so I guess she felt some kind of comfort in that. Anyway she got rapped up in drugs and prostitution just to make ends meet, as a way to survive. He found out that she was pregnant by god knows who. And unfortunately that didn't sit well with him. So…" Callie swallowed hard at the thought. "He beat her to a bloody pulp in a dark alley and left her there to die. Someone found her and took her to the hospital. Cecilia was admitted for two and a half months, she lost her baby and was going through a rough time with depression. In her time there she became close with one of the nurses there. She learned that the nurse belonged to a softball team. At that time few knew what softball was. When she was released and deemed healthy enough, she also joined the team. The first three games of the season she wasn't allowed to play, so she asked her coaches and sponsors for the chance. After two seasons in the dugout she finally got her playing time. She had 2 home runs that day." The brunette smiled. But that smile quickly faded at her next revelation. "The pitcher got into a car accident and broke her arm in four different places. The tried the entire team except for my great grandmother. Their winning streak was over. Finally she threw one pitch and she was in. the coach, the sponsors, no one could deny her talent. She pitched in their biggest game of the season, playing the Angels. She struck out just about all of them when they started. They were on the 6th inning when racial slurs and various objects were being thrown at her. The game ended for the safety of Cecilia. Who knew huh? The Angels were a team from down south, Mississippi. And was sponsored by a group of people we now know as the KKK." Callie shook her head. Arizona put her arm around the brunettes shoulder pulling her close. Callie smiled graciously through bitter tears. "Her team was protested against and weren't allowed to play. They went to a board meeting of the league where the president said. 'this team will not compete as long as that wetback free loader is a member'. Ultimately the team decided their games were more important. So they sent her packing. No, money, no home, no friends or family, and no where to go. So she walked for miles. Luck finally blew her way, literally. A first class bus ticket to Seattle. On that bus she met a rich woman who was looking for a housekeeper. Cecilia worked for the woman for five years. She went to the tailors to pick up the woman's dress for and upcoming cocktail party she was hosting. At the party a man approached Cecilia who was serving rude guests. Brandon Roth was a rich entrepreneur, and the only person who treated her like an equal. They married, and when she wasn't able to conceive due to the extent of her previous injuries, he left her. With the money she had saved during their marriage, Cecilia started her own softball team in 1922. She named them the Seattle goddesses. My name Calliope, means music, but it is also the name of one of the Greek Goddess. So I guess by coming here, I feel closer to my roots, and the pay isn't half bad." Callie joked half heartily.
"Wait I thought you from Florida." Arizona asked.
"well at that party she met a limo driver named Carlos Torres, they were together for 7years when they had saved enough money to leave. Miami was the closets thing to mexico, without actually going back. Which is why my jersey number has always been the number seven." The brunette confessed.
"Calliope that is an amazing story. It shows a lot of who you are. Thank you for letting me see that side of you."
Callie smiled slightly before she shivered form the cool breeze that filled the air.
"Its cool out here, and its getting late. I'll take you back" Arizona stood and offered Callie her hand.
"Yeah sure." Callie allowed the blonde to help her to her feet.
Once in the car Callie broke her silence. "You know. I didn't mean to cry like that. I mean I'm the wear my heart on my sleeve type and it makes a lot of people uncomfortable. I am sorry if I made you un-"
Arizona turned to face the Latina. "I am happy you told me. I am even happier you felt comfortable enough to show your heart. Calliope I-"
Arizona was interrupted by a knock on her window.
"You have to move your car ma'am" The park ranger informed.
Arizona nodded and cranked up the car. They drove once again in silence to Callie's dorm.
"Thank you for listening. I had a great time." Callie leaned in to kiss the blonde sweetly on her cheek.
"Me too Calliope. I will see you later." Arizona smiled flashing her dimples. She watched as Callie got out the car and walked towards the door. Callie turned briefly to wave goodbye. Once inside Arizona touched her cheek where sweet lips where seconds before.
'Calliope.' Arizona said to herself as she drove off. 'she is truly a goddess.'
