"I kissed a girl, I liked it!" Callie sang as she pulled on her red lace panties. Her father was still at work and she'd just gotten out of the shower after she got home from their spot that fateful day.

She swayed her hips and grinned while passionately singing Katy Perry's song. She always danced in her underwear when she had a good day. She just realized that this was the first time she felt such passion to dance like nobody was watching (although she wouldn't mind if Arizona was) since before her parents split up. Oh well, she didn't have a care in the world anymore!

Except Angelo. Whoops. In her excitement, she'd forgotten about him yet she didn't feel the least bit guilty. "Okay", she told herself, "time to get this over with, so I can be Arizona's with a clear conscience." She picked up her cell and dialed the number from memory. She couldn't wait to erase those seven digits from her mind.

"Hello beautiful" Angelo said.

Callie winced, "Yeah, we need to break up…"

"What the fuck, Callie? Tell me you're kidding."

"I'm not. I'm sorry. It's just I'm in love with someone else and I can't lie to you anymore."

Silence.

"How long?"

"I met her when I moved here."

"HER?"

Longer silence.

Then there was a click on the line. Callie frowned. She hadn't intended to reveal the fact that the person she'd left Angelo for was a girl. He seemed shocked, appalled even. Callie prayed that he wouldn't suddenly turn vengeful (although he had a right to be) and tell his mother. That news would travel back to Callie's mother so quickly and Callie would be dead meat. Naturally, she wanted to tell Arizona as they both instinctively went to each other whenever they were upset, but Callie decided against worrying her new love. She needed to bask in the joy of the events in the barn, just for tonight.

Carlos Torres went to wake his daughter up. It was already 7:30 and if she didn't leave home in the next 10 minutes, she would be late for school. This was unsual, as Callie was a very punctual girl so after waiting for five, then ten, then fifteen minutes, Carlos decided to go upstairs and check on his daughter.

He knocked gently on the door that was covered in "Keep Out" and "Don't Disturb" warning signs. No response. He entered to find his little girl still asleep, but with the widest smile on her face. He hadn't seen her smile that way since they had moved. Now unwilling to disturb his peaceful, smiling daughter, he shook her gently and said, "M'ija, it's time to get up." Callie groaned and pulled the pillow over her head. She was not a morning person. But then, she remembered that it was a school day and usually this would make her even more hesitant to get up, but a school day meant seeing Arizona's beautiful face so she jumped up, starting Carlos. She was out the door just in time and Carlos smiled, enjoying his daughter's sudden happiness for a moment. Then his phone buzzed. It was an email from Lucia Torres. He forgot all about his happiness (thanks to his beautiful daughter) and furrowed his brow in worry.

"Oh, Callie. You need to go to the guidance counselor. Now!" Cristina Yang bombarded Callie as soon as she walked through the school's doors. She frowned as the Asian girl from her Biology class waited expectantly to see what Callie would do. She didn't want to go see the guidance counselor now. She just wanted to see Arizona. She groaned as she reached the fork in the path. To the left, was the locker bay, where she and Arizona had neighboring lockers and to the right, was the guidance counselor's office. What does he want with her?

She knocked once then entered the office that was the size of a supply closet. There, she found Mr. Webber, a man in his forties with an already entirely grey head of hair. To her surprise, Arizona was also there. Callie shot her a confused look but Arizona refused to meet her eyes. Mr. Webber gestured for Callie to sit down.

"I take it you both know why you're here?" he asked.

Arizona nodded but Callie said she didn't.

"Would you like to tell her, Miss Robbins?"

"Uh.. sure," , Callie could hear a mix of anger and hurt in Arizona's voice, "Some bastard—"

"Watch your language, dear"

"Sorry. Somebody spray painted "lesbos" all over our lockers" she sniffed.

"Wait, what?" Callie's mind was racing. It had to be Angelo! What an asshole. She contemplated informing Mr. Webber who the culprit was, but she decided against it, in fear that he would do something worse.

"You might not think it's my business whether or not it's true, but as your guidance counselor, I need to know so I can figure out how to advise you." He said, in a calming voice.

Callie looked at Arizona. She knew that Arizona was definitely a lesbian, but … she was straight, right? But then why was she so in love with Arizona? She decided it would be simpler just to tell Mr. Webber that they did, in fact, have feelings for each other, so the claim in bright red paint written on their lockers, was true. She nodded at Arizona who cleared her throat and said, "Yes, it's true."

"Alright then. Well, you know that this is a hate crime, then? Any idea of who did it?"

They both shook their heads.

"Well, I'm not so sure what we can do about it. The janitor is cleaning up your lockers now. Would you like me to relocate you to another locker bay?"

"That's not gonna help anything." Arizona quipped.

"I agree. Being an LGBTQ teen is hard, I know, my son is. But you two ladies are just gonna have to be brave an deal with it. Don't be afraid to stand up for yourselves and if things get out of hand, do not be afraid to ask for help." He said, stressing each syllable of that last part.

The girls nodded and just then, the bell for first period rang. They left the office sullenly.

Callie had never been more ashamed to walk through the halls. They were pointing and whispering. Everyone was. People she recognized from her classes, people she didn't know, upperclassmen. She wanted to sink into the ground. She glanced over at Arizona. She had a look of defiance on her face. She was proud of who she was and she wasn't going to let anybody bring her down. She took Callie's hand and held it. Callie was initially appalled, thinking that it would make the situation worse.

But then, someone started clapping. It was Theodora, Arizona's friend from Geography who knew all about Arizona's crush as she had seen Callie walk her to class. Another group of kids soon joined in. Even Cristina Yang was clapping and she wasn't necessarily a supportive person. The whole corridor erupted into cheers and Callie and Arizona looked at each other and smiled. Callie didn't feel ashamed anymore. She loved Arizona and so what if that meant she was a lesbian? In the back of her mind, she thought about what her parents would say. And Jesus. What would he think? But she tried to push these thought away and be happy for herself. After all, the entire school was happy for her.

Except for one person. She spotted Angelo at the end of the corridor. He was fuming. Callie couldn't help but burst into laughter. Arizona laughed too. Nothing could stop them now!