A/N: An update already? You can thank the anonymous reviewer that called my story "unrealistic, no realism at all," for this update. All your review did was make me mad. Although I do wonder what is so "unrealistic" about my story? I mean what if it was entirely based on a friend's experience? Is my story still "unreal" then? My story is straight from my imagination but so many authors pour their life's stories into what they write and that's why I'm mad. Are you going around telling other people that essentially their lives aren't real?

If you have real criticism to give, then do it. But if you just want to be a bully, then you don't belong here!

For the rest of you, I LOVE YOU and I hope you enjoy this little moment of pure Calzona time! And to my American readers… Wishing you a Happy Thanksgiving early!

Chapter 20

Callie leaned back in her chair, sighing with relief when the last student cleared out of the office. It had been a hectic morning already and it wasn't even nine o'clock. It seemed like half the student population needed something from her today. Or at least that's how it felt. It was probably only a dozen or so, but more than she'd ever had to help on a single day since school started.

Glad to finally have some peace and quiet, she picked her backpack up off the floor and set it on the desk, preparing to do some studying for the rest of the period. She was just about to start studying for her upcoming history test, when she remembered she needed to ask Miss Montgomery for a favor. In all of the chaos of the morning, she'd almost forgotten.

Knocking lightly on the closed door, she only opened it when she had permission from the vice-principal to enter. "Hey Miss Montgomery, can I talk to you for a minute?"

The redhead looked up from her computer. Gesturing for the teen to take a seat, she pulled her glasses off and set them on the desk, giving Callie her full attention. "What's up?"

"Tomorrow is Arizona's birthday and I wanted to do something special for her. Because she's moved around so much, she's never really celebrated her birthday before."

"Okay," Addison said slowly, unsure what this had to do with her. "What do you need from me?"

"Tomorrow after first period can you call her down to the office, then excuse us for the day? Her mom is okay with it. She knows what I have planned."

The older woman thought it over for a minute. "Neither of you have any tests tomorrow?" she inquired, getting a shake of the head from Callie. "That should be fine then. You're both straight A students, so missing a couple classes shouldn't hurt anything."

"Thank you, ma'am."

"My pleasure, Callie," the vice-principal smiled. Addison Forbes-Montgomery was no fool. She knew why this was so important to the teenager. Callie and Arizona had been close since Arizona stepped foot in this school, but the last few weeks there had been something different between them. More intense and loving. They both seemed to have permanent smiles on their faces, the smile of being in love. She was happy for both of them.

Callie left the room with a grin on her face and a spring in her step. She couldn't wait until tomorrow.

~CA~

Arizona stared at the screen of the computer in front of her, but her mind was anywhere but on the work she'd been assigned. Instead, she was trying to figure out what was up with Callie. Her girlfriend had acted weird before school. And as much as she hated to admit it, she was hurt and confused about the fact that Callie didn't acknowledge her birthday. Even though she didn't typically celebrate her birthday much, she still thought Callie would have at least mentioned it.

"Miss Robbins, Arizona," Mr. Peterson called, pulling her out of her thoughts. Glancing around, she realized everyone was staring at her, making her feel a bit awkward. "Yes, sir?" she finally managed to respond.

"Miss Montgomery wants to see you in her office," he told her, holding up a small slip to indicate his point.

"Oh, okay," she mumbled, gathering her stuff up since class would soon be over anyway. She must have really been out of it not to notice who dropped off the message, didn't even notice if it was her girlfriend or not. She was even more confused as to why she was being called into the office. She didn't remember doing anything that might have gotten her into trouble.

Callie wasn't behind the counter when she entered the office, or anywhere in sight. Not knowing what else to do, she knocked softly on the open door to Miss Montgomery's office. "You wanted to see me?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes, I did. I heard a rumor that today was your birthday," Addison said with a smile.

"It is," Arizona confirmed, trying not to let the confusion show on her face.

Addison smiled wider, as if she had a secret. "Good. You're excused for the day."

"I'm what?"

"You're excused from school, get out of here," Addison told her with a wave of her hand, gesturing for her to leave the office.

More confused than ever, Arizona began to turn around, realizing for the first time they weren't alone in the room. Callie stepped out from behind the open door, a bouquet of flowers in her hands, and a grin on her face. "Surprise! Happy birthday, sweetie," she told her, as she handed Arizona the flowers and placed a kiss on her cheek. "This is just the first of many surprises I have in store for you today," Callie announced.

Arizona put her face in the flowers, inhaling the scent. She felt bad about doubting Callie now. She should have known that her girlfriend would have something up her sleeve.

"Get out of here you two," Addison commanded, breaking the spell that had fallen over them. "Have fun, and happy birthday Arizona."

Callie took Arizona's hand, gently guiding her to the front doors. Arizona was shocked when they walked outside the blue doors to find a limousine waiting for them. The driver opened the door as they reached the vehicle, then waited for them to settle themselves inside. Callie wrapped an arm around Arizona's shoulders, pulling her into her body. Placing a kiss on the blonde's temple, she whispered, "only the beginning."

Arizona didn't know how long they'd been traveling. It didn't matter what they were going to do today, being wrapped in Callie's arms was already better than any birthday she'd ever had. They could just drive around all day like this and she would be content.

The limo finally came to stop, and Arizona turned to check her surroundings. Her eyes quickly snapped to Callie when she realized where they were, eyes wide in wonder. She had heard mention of this place before. It was the most high-end spa getaway in the state.

"Miss?" a voice to her right questioned. She'd been so busy staring at Callie, she didn't realize a valet had opened her door for her. Taking the gloved hand slowly, she allowed the young man to help her out of her seat, and waited while he did the same with Callie.

"Come on," Callie whispered softly, taking her hand and guiding her through the doors that were opened for them.

"Ah, Miss Torres. So good to see you again," a blonde man behind the front desk greeted. "Who is this lovely young lady?"

"Hello, Emery," Callie greeted back. "This is my girlfriend Arizona. It's her birthday today so I want her to get the very best treatment."

"Of course, nothing less," he assured. "We have you down for a couple's massage, facials, manicures, and pedicures. Was there anything else?"

"Not today," Callie answered. Arizona knew Callie was wealthy, but she'd never really given it much thought because she didn't act like it. It was so different to see Callie in this world, speaking with authority and commanding respect.

"Very well. Your room is ready for you," Emery told Callie, handing her a keycard. "Your massage is schedule for an hour from now. Feel free to use one of the other amenities until then if you wish. Someone will come and get you when it's time."

"Thank you, Emery."

Taking Arizona's hand once again, Callie led them to the bank of elevators. Once in the car, Callie hit the button for their floor, putting her keycard in the slot when prompted. "My mother brings potential clients here so she keeps a permanent reservation on one of the suites," she explained as the elevator ascended to the top floor.

Suite was an understatement for the room they entered. The door opened to a large living space, complete with fireplace, big screen TV, and couches that looked like you could sink down into them and never want to leave. The far wall held three doors leading to two bedrooms and a spacious bathroom.

"Do you want to just relax up here for a while? Or there is a pool, hot tub, or sauna we could enjoy."

Arizona didn't know how to answer. She was so far out of her element here. "We don't have swimsuits," she finally stuttered out.

"That can easily be fixed. There's a shop downstairs," Callie informed her.

The chance to see Callie in a swimsuit, especially if it was a bikini was definitely tempting. However, that maybe wasn't the best idea, it was maybe too tempting. "Do we need swimsuits for the sauna?"

"No, there are robes we can use in the bedroom closets," Callie told her.

"Let's do that then," Arizona decided.

They both headed into separate rooms, trying to give the other some privacy. Arizona pulled her shirt and pants off, then paused. She wasn't sure if you were supposed to leave your underwear on or not. She didn't want to keep asking Callie questions though. Deciding she'd just do what she wanted, she threw the robe on and left her clothes sitting neatly in a pile on the bed.

Callie led her back out to the elevators, pushing the button for the main floor. The older girl had obviously been here many times before. She seemed to know exactly where she was going without thought. Stopping in front of a wooden door, Callie slipped her keycard in the door and held it open, allowing Arizona to enter ahead of her.

The small room was empty, so they took a seat at the far end, sitting close together. Callie closed her eyes and tilted her head back against the wall. Wanting to relax, Arizona followed her lead and let herself rest and clear her mind. There was something soothing about the air in the room, that could put you instantly at ease.

They were able to enjoy the room for almost a half hour alone before someone else joined them. Arizona opened her eyes, discreetly taking in the new comers. It was two women, probably in their mid-forties. Nobody she'd know though, so she just put her head back to close her eyes once again.

"Little Callie, that you?" one of the newcomers asked a few minutes later.

Her relaxation ruined for the time being, Callie opened her eyes and look in the direction of the two women. "Hello, Mrs. Tagger," Callie greeted with the manners instilled into her since birth.

"It is you. I haven't seen you in ages. How's your Mama?" Callie inwardly groaned. She really didn't want to be having a discussion on her mother, and certainly not with Mrs. Tagger. The woman had always been plain annoying. Always trying to suck up to her parents, climbing the social ladder, acting better than everyone else.

"She's just fine, ma'am. Working hard as always." It was as much of the truth as she could give. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd talked to her mother. She was usually at the Robbins until bedtime on the weekdays and stayed most all weekends. Nobody in her house would probably notice if she just up and moved one day.

They were saved from any further conversation when the door opened again. "Miss Torres, Miss Robbins, I'm Jeanette, your hostess for your stay today," the young brunette woman told them. "I came to get your for your massage."

Callie stood up, helping Arizona to her feet and keeping a hold on her hand. "Ah yes, our couples massage. My present to my girlfriend for her birthday," she said, smiling in Mrs. Tagger's direction. She took pleasure in the shock that appeared on the older woman's face at that. It would probably come back to bite her in the ass later, since the woman was a terrible gossip. She didn't mind though, she was proud that Arizona was hers.

"I never said this," Jeanette said, "but that was awesome. The look on her face was priceless."

Callie shared a smile with Arizona. "And I never heard a thing," Callie claimed. She felt bad for this woman who had to deal with Mrs. Tagger and others like her on a daily basis.

"Right through that room," the hostess told them. "Get comfortable and the massage therapists will be in, in a few."

"Thank you," Arizona told her, following Callie into the room.

The small room was dimly lit with soft music playing in the background. Two tables were laid out side by side. A few shelves littered the walls with bottles and bottles of various oils and lotions.

Callie slipped her robe off, hanging it on a hook by the door. Arizona couldn't help but stare at the gorgeous woman in front of her, now in only a pair of blue boy-short panties and a matching bra. The raven-haired girl gave her a smug look as she moved to lie down on the table, throwing the towel over her back. She wiggled around for a few minutes, and it wasn't until she dropped the panties and bra into the basket on the floor underneath the table, that she realized what Callie had been doing. She gulped with the realization that her girlfriend was now naked just a few feet away from her.

"You can leave your underwear on if you want," Callie told her, when Arizona seemed to have frozen in place. "They won't care. But I've always found massages more enjoyable naked," she put emphasis on the last word, knowing what she was doing to Arizona.

Slowly, hesitantly, Arizona slipped the robe off of her shoulders and hung it next to Callie's. She kept her back to the other girl, not sure she was ready to face her exposed like she was. Gathering her courage, she turned to see Callie watching her intently. And Callie was definitely enjoying the view.

Arizona laid down on the table, trying her best to cover herself up with a towel. Taking a deep breath, she unhooked her bra and slipped it out from under her. She wasn't sure how Callie had taken her panties off so easily in this position, but she did her best, finally managing to pull them free and drop them in her own basket with her bra.

"You'll love it, I promise."

"How did Jeanette know where to find us?" Arizona asked when silence descended on them. It was something she'd wondered about.

"Keycard," Callie answered simply. "You noticed how I opened the sauna door with the keycard? All the rooms here are basically locked on the outside. You can only get into them with your keycard, and each card has a different code for each person. So the little palm pilot she had on her waist told her where we were based on the last door we opened. Each hostess is given a certain number of clients a day to cater to. Make sure they have what they need, and move them through their appointments.

"Oh, okay," Arizona said quietly. She understood what Callie was saying. Jeanette was there to serve their every need, and by having knowledge of where they were, it helped her do her job more efficiently. It was surreal having someone there just to cater to you.

She wasn't sure what to expect about who would be doing their massages, but she wasn't surprised when a couple of Asian looking women entered the room. As the two women took their places next to the two girls, they exchanged a few words, letting Arizona know they were likely Chinese. She didn't know the language but her family had stayed in China for a few months when she was in junior high, long enough for her to recognize the language.

"Just relax," the one next to Arizona told her. She wanted to retort that it was easier said than done, but she didn't, instead just tried to do as instructed.

At the first touch of hands on her shoulders, she looked over at Callie, seeing nothing but relaxation on her girlfriend's face. Callie gave her a grin, and mouthed to her to just enjoy it, before closing her eyes. Arizona followed suit and closed her eyes, trying to just let herself focus on how she was feeling, and not on the idea that some strange woman was touching her body. After a while she wasn't even aware as the hands moved down her body touching more intimate places.

The rest of the day went by in a world wind of activity. Their massage left Arizona feeling more relaxed and rested then she could remember being it quite some time. After it was over, they were led to another room, where they were given facials, followed by a manicure and a pedicure, just as Callie asked for.

Arizona couldn't stop looking at her fingers. She didn't usually paint her fingernails, but she was definitely liking the subtle pink color that now adorned her fingers. Callie opted not to have hers painted, but enjoyed the attention her hands were given.

She used to paint hers all the time when she was younger, but since becoming a mother, she never felt the need. Besides, the last few days, Amelia had taken to putting Callie's fingers in her mouth. She thought maybe her little girl was going to start teething soon, but she wasn't sure.

Leading Arizona back out front, she waited for the valet to open the limo door, before helping Arizona inside. "You ready for your next surprise?" Callie asked the blonde excitedly.

"There's more?" the disbelief evident in Arizona's voice.

Callie just smiled, loving the look on Arizona's face. She could get used to treating her girlfriend like the princess she was to her. "Oh yeah, there's more," she answered. "So just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride to our next destination." Arizona couldn't wait to see what Callie still had in store for her. Today was going to be the best birthday ever.