A/N Thanks to everyone that read and reviewed. I didn't get many reviews last chapter and that wasn't any fun. I love reviews they make me do a happy dance, but its cool lol Thanks to everyone =)

and someone asked if I was a blonde. I'm not sure what that matters to the story, but yes I am. =)

|The Next Morning|

Callie's P.O.V

I wake up to the sound of Little Pieces coming from my phone. 'What the hell. Why do I have an alarm set on a Sunday?' I think to myself. I look over at my clock and it says 11:47 a.m. I definitely have to reason to have an alarm set at such an awkward time. I get even more curious when it stops playing the song and I haven't even touched it yet. I roll over, grab my phone, and check the display.

1 New Message Arizona: View Now, View Later

'Oh yeah, that is her text tone.' I think to myself. I open the message to read: Good Morning Beautiful. Hope you have a great day. I'll be there to get you around 7 ;) –AZ. 'I could get use to waking up like this every morning. I send a reply back telling her I hope she has a good day and I'll be ready. I head downstairs to find my sister at the breakfast bar.

"What's up A?" I ask jumping onto the stool next to her.

"Nothing, thinking about going out to the court, want to go play?"

"Yeah, sure, you up for batting practice after?"

"Of course" Aria says and hops down off her stool. "I'm going to go put on some workout clothes."

I decide on a light breakfast since I'm going to be playing soon. A couple pieces of toast and a banana will hold me over until I eat later.

I run upstairs to put on some workout clothes and run into Aria's room stopping at the door. "Ready to go?" I ask watching her grab her tennis racket and a softball glove. She walks out of the door in front of me and heads downstairs and out the back door. We walk until we get to what Aria calls the 'sports Barbie dream house' and we pull out a bucket of tennis balls. We walk to the court and get situated. Aria throws the ball up and serves and we hit back and forth for a while, talking while we play

"So Cal, I feel like we haven't talked in forever. What's been new in your life?"

"Nothing really, hanging out with Mark and the softball girls as usual, how about you? How are your classes going?"

"Meh, classes are classes, what do you expect? Haha, I'm passing them all as usual. So how is everything going with softball, have they moved you to pitcher yet?"

"I forgot you haven't been at the games lately. They have been starting Joanne as usual, but they have been putting me in toward the end."

"Well, hopefully soon they will just put you there permanently."

"She has seniority; she is a senior and has been on the team a lot longer."

"It really doesn't matter. You are the best and that's what gets you the spot, not seniority."

"I guess you're right. So, are there any lucky guys on your radar lately?" I ask her. She is always the one to have guys all over her, but she handles it well and no in a whore-ish way.

"Well, there is one, but I don't know how this is going to play out just yet. Are there any lucky guys getting a chance with my gorgeous sister?"

"Well there is someone that got my attention."

"Well umm spill who is he?" I blush and immediately feel nervous. My sister is always there for me no matter what and I really need her to be there for me now. What if she freaks out and doesn't accept this? "Umm, earth to Callie? I hit the ball over there." She says pointing her racket to the edge of the court.

"Aria, can we take a break for a minute. I need to talk to you."

She agrees and we grab our water bottles and sit on the edge of the court on a bench dad had installed for us. We sit in silence for a few minutes while I try to decide how to approach the situation. I don't want to hide Arizona from Aria, but Aria is my best friend next to Mark. Even though lately I haven't been around her, she is still my real person. "Aria, I need to tell you something and I want you to please, be ok with this."

"What is it C?"

"I have a date tonight."

"Really, that's great. Why would I freak out? Besides the fact you have to tell me who the lucky dude is or I'm going to have to force it out of you."

"Well . . ." I start getting more and more nervous by the minute. "The lucky dude, isn't a dude at all, it's a girl. I'm going out with Arizona, you know the hind catcher on our team?"

Silence surrounds us. I try to read her face: nothing. Finally she looks at me and speaks.

"Oh, ok, now I remember who she is. Blonde hair? Blue eyes? Yeah, she's cute."

". . . and I have a date with her."

"You said that already Cal. Are you waiting for me to be shocked or to yell, because I need to know which you're wanting? If it's shock then yeah I'm shocked just a little bit and if it's yelling then you won't get any of that unless it's that girly jump up and down happy type scream-y thing. Cal you're my sister. You're my best friend. I won't love you any less because of a decision that isn't what some consider the norm. If this is something you're happy about, then I'm happy for you."

"Really?" I ask afraid what I just heard was a daydream.

"Of course, I don't know why you would expect anything different. The only way I would be upset about this is if you were dating someone ugly, because you know these Torres genes can't just be shared freely there is a definite selection process. You have to be fine to date one of us, but you have impeccable taste in guys and girls, so I applaud you." She laughs and just like that my world seems ok again.

I just told my first person, besides Mark, I had a date with Arizona and it couldn't have gone better. We finish playing tennis and move to the softball area. I pitch for a while then bat for a while, and then we go in the house. I jump in the shower and throw on some pj's until I have to get ready later. I run into Aria's room, jump on the bed, and spend two hours curled up with my baby sister watching a movie.

"Aria!" I scream. I'm freaking out. I left her room fifteen minutes ago and by this time I had been through all my clothes and I have no idea what to wear.

"What . . . what is it? What happened? Who died? Are you ok?" Aria comes running in my room almost tripping from running so fast. She looks around and sees my room wrecked.

"Whoa Cal, when did the tornado rip through your room?" She asks looking around somewhat in awe.

"Aria, what am I going to wear on a date with a girl?" I put emphasis on girl and look at her wide eyed. I just go so stressed in the course of fifteen minutes. Earlier I wasn't thinking about it really being the only date I have ever been on with a girl, but now that I'm in here getting ready . . . well I'm freaking out.

"You have got to be kidding me." She says looking at me like I'm crazy. "All that loud yelling for this? Have you lost your mind?"

"Aria I'm being serious help me here."

"You are stressing out over getting ready for a girl that has seen you hot, sweaty, and probably bleeding knowing your tendency to get hurt. Trust me, that isn't exactly your best look."

"You are no help."

"What would you wear to go out with a guy?"

"One of these two shirts." I say pulling out two from the pile on my bed. One shirt was green and the other was purple. Both were silky and low cut.

"Ok, now" she says walking over to my bed and pulling on my pile of clothes. "These jeans make your ass look great, and so do these." She hands the jeans to me. She walks over to my closet and pulls out two pair of shoes: flats and heels. "You're already tall so, I don't know if heels are your best choice but they are impressive. Flats will keep you closer to her. Both of these shoes will go with those outfits. Now put the rest of this shit up. I can't believe you pulled out everything in a walk-in closet. If someone is into girls, they are into the same things guys are into, so stop worrying and get dressed, you have an hour." With that said she walks out of my room and back to hers.

'Leave it to my baby sister to put me in my place.' I think before I start getting ready throwing on my emerald top, jeans, and flats. I put on a tiny silver chain and straighten my hair. I decide that I'm going to straighten it to throw a little something new on my appearance. I haven't straightened my hair really since I got here. I throw on a little eye liner, mascara, and lip gloss and I am ready to go. I check the clock and it is 6:55. Perfect.

I go downstairs when I hear a knock on the door. I run into Papa's study where I find him and Ma snuggled up on the loveseat. I give each of them a kiss and tell them I will be home later. It is one of Pa's rare days off so they don't even pay much attention to me, they are just enjoying being together. I run to the door and open it up.

There with a single rose is Arizona. She is wearing a royal blue top with black jeans and sneakers. She looks completely adorable. I step out on the porch and close the door turning to face her.

"You look beautiful." She says handing me my rose. I lift it to my nose and breathe the aroma deeply. I look into her eyes as she watches me with that dimpled grin spread across her face.

"Oh, you clean up pretty well yourself." I say teasing her. "So, where are we going tonight?" I ask as we walk out toward the driveway. I look up and see her blue 2007 Saab 9-3 and I think back to the first night she was at my house. "So, how is she running?"

"Great thanks to a certain softball player. Who still needs to be paid back by the way."

"I'm going on a date, what's better payback than that?"

"Oh, I don't know actual money."

"Whatever" I say sliding into her passenger seat and buckling up as she does the same on the driver's side. She throws the car in reverse and back out of the drive way. She puts it in drive and starts off down the road threading her fingers in mine and lifting my hand to her mouth, placing the gentlest of kisses on it. "You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into my little Calliope." She smirks.