AN: So, there won't be an update for the next few days (maybe three to for) because tomorrow is my birthday and I have a couple of things to do this week. There, this part is extra long and the second day in a row.
Enjoy!
Her summer break had been perfect. No, scratch that! It had been perfectly awesome. At least the days and weeks she'd spent with the person that complemented her heart – her soul mate. Or girlfriend. Whatever you want to call it. Girlfriend was fine, but soul mate was more how it felt and how it was. So, every day she'd spent with her beautiful, gorgeous Latina girlfriend had been perfection from the minute they met till the time they parted – if they parted, that is. And not to mention her birthday. There was no way to describe her feelings when she thought about the night before and her birthday morning. A once in a lifetime feeling, only that it just wasn't once in a lifetime because it already happened twice. And it was bound to happen again.
Sadly though, they were 'roughly' pulled apart the day after she'd turned sixteen, because one of her parents' birthday presents – the new amazing swim suit – came with another present: a one week swim camp. At first, she loved her parents for letting her go because she secretly wanted to, but then she noticed the dates and luck was just not on her side. She came back the day after her girlfriend had left for one week, going to a training camp herself. That was just mean. Why were all those camps pushed to the end of summer break anyways? That didn't make any sense to her and she hated the fact that she hadn't seen Calliope for almost two weeks now and she wouldn't see her until school would start on Monday.
So today, Saturday evening, she was lying on her bed on her stomach, a book in her hand and her feet swinging back and forth in the air, her cell phone next to her because she was waiting for a message from a certain girl with big brown eyes with lashes so long, Arizona sometimes envied her. But Callie was just too beautiful. And she was hers, at least the blonde liked to call her that, and she knew Callie called her that as well, with no complaints from her. Never. She even thought the only reason she survived the last two weeks was because of at least one call a day and thousands of text messages. Thank God for whatsapp and flat rates. But now she yearned to see the stunning face of her girlfriend again. She longed to touch her, to kiss her, to just be with her. Right now she'd even take a glimpse at anything rather than waiting another two nights. Plus, Callie didn't text her all day. She wasn't worried because the eager brunette was probably practicing her forearms red and slamming holes into the ground this very minute, but she just missed her.
"Hey, Dimples, you ready to go back to school on Monday?", her father asked. She hadn't noticed his sudden appearance on the threshold.
Smiling, she let the book fall onto her pillow and sat back up on her heels. "Yeah. I am." She was so ready, which was still kind of weird for a girl her age, but going back to school meant also that Callie was back, so for her looking forward to school had its perks.
"That's good. Any word from Calliope yet?" He sat down beside his daughter on her bed like he sometimes did to just have a chat with the blonde. And he knew the dimpled teenager had been cranky while Callie was gone and it just got worse since this afternoon, apparently because of the missing messages.
Shifting, so she was now sitting next to her dad, she let her feet touch the cold wood of the floor. "No. She's probably super busy, using the last two days to wear herself out as much as possible", she answered and giggled because what she just said sounded so much like something Callie would do – yet she was no different.
"That sounds pretty much like your girlfriend. Doesn't mean you don't miss her."
"You have no idea." Lowering her head, her eyes fell onto her feet and she grinned again. She'd painted her toenails pink yesterday and that was surely the one color, Callie hated the most. And her nails weren't just any shade of pink, no, they were bright pink and the brunette always said that it gave her eyes a hard time. But she loved to see her feet like that, especially when she wiggled her toes just like she was doing right now. "I can't wait to see her again", she admitted.
"Well, it's a good thing I am here already."
At the sound of her girlfriend's voice, her head shot up as well as her body. The big smile on her face faded though as she took in the sight before her. Yes, there stood the tall Latina, as gorgeous as ever, but also as bruised as never before. Her left arm was in a sling, her bottom lip was bruised and that wasn't even what she noticed at first. Within a millisecond, Arizona rushed over to the brunette and softly cupped the cheek, careful to keep her hand under the black eye. "Oh my God, what happened?"
"Ugh, I had a little accident."
"A little accident? Calliope, you look like you just had a fight with Mike Tyson!", the blonde exclaimed in shock.
Hissing at the pain that shot through her whole face when her lips switched into a smile, she didn't answer her girlfriend straight away.
"I am sorry", Arizona said and retreated her fingers because she thought she caused the pain and Callie was wincing because of her touch.
"It wasn't you", she simply replied. If anything, the blonde's touch had somehow made it better.
"I guess I'll leave you two alone to talk. Dimples, take it easy on her, okay", Daniel Robbins winked and left his daughters room.
"Will you please tell me now what happened? And why didn't you text me?"
"Because you'd only driven you parents crazy with your worries and there was nothing you could have done."
"I could have come and get you. Remember, I do have a license now too", she answered with a smile. That happened while Callie was gone and she was at home and she was sure she'd squealed into her girlfriend's ear through the phone the day she got the license. They were still without a car of their own, but that was on the agenda for the next weekend, so it was very much okay.
"I didn't even know when I was done. I spent almost the whole afternoon at the hospital, getting scans and everything. And while I really love my bones and the pictures of them, a dislocated shoulder hurts like shit." Plus, they had to give her some muscle relaxants before because they didn't make it to the ER fast enough and so her shoulder joint had already began to become stiff and swollen, but she wouldn't tell Arizona that. Yep, luck had not been on her side.
"It's dislocated?" Softly moving her right hand over the brunette's upper arm – because the rest was covered in a dark blue sling – she hesitated before she touched the shoulder itself.
"You can touch it", Callie smiled lightly. "They popped it back in and it doesn't hurt that much anymore."
She cringed at the thought of having her shoulder popped back into place. She cringed at any thought of a broken bone for that matter. Luckily for her, swimming was not as risky as most of the other sports. Sure, if she'd have a cramp, she could drown and die, but there were always life guards in case that happens. And up until now, it didn't happen. On Callie's part though, she witnessed a lot of sprains, sore wrists, torn ligaments or whatsoever. "I am still waiting for an answer here", the blonde reminded her girlfriend.
"Oh, right. Sorry. It was nothing special, actually. I was just showing one of the younger girls that it's easier to aim for the ball before a smash when you lift both arms."
"That's what you do all the time", Arizona answered. Sometimes she could even tell the next move of her girlfriend. Years of studying the brunette when she played made her a pro. She'd never play herself though, at least not like Callie did. For fun, yes. But for her, volleyball lacked too much of water. "Okay, go on."
Closing her eyes as her blue eyed girlfriend now cupped both her cheeks, still cautiously to not hurt her anymore, she said, "The other girls were playing a bit of back and forth. One would throw the ball and the other one would slam it as hard as she could, always trying to send it in different directions. That's when that happened." She slightly tilted her head, indicating she meant her eye and bruised lip. "The ball hit me square in the face. Happy it didn't break my nose. That was one good slam, I can tell."
"You sure she didn't do it on purpose?"
"Yes."
"Okay", Arizona said. She desperately wanted to lean in and kiss the girl in front of her. But the last thing she wanted was to cause Callie any pain, so she stopped herself. "And how did that happen?"
"Oh. Uhm... that was me being stupid and clumsy, I guess. After I cooled my eye and lip I wanted to go back and I did just that although the coach told me not to, or at least to wait and see if I would feel a little lightheaded or sick. But I wouldn't listen... you know me."
Yes, she knew how stubborn the Latina could be. She knew it oh too well.
"I just really wanted to because they were showing us a new technique to roll off to get on our feet faster. I kinda misjudged it, I guess, twisted my wrist and when I hit the ground, my arm was really... ugh... twisted as well."
"Oh, my poor babe!" Not thinking, or rather forgetting the state the brunette was in, Arizona put her arms around the taller girl's body and hugged her tight, making Callie hiss out in pain again. "Oh shoot, sorry!"
"Easy, honey. Just because they literally pumped my body with drugs at the hospital, doesn't mean I am numb."
"I am so sorry. I... did I hurt you badly?" One hand moving back to her girlfriend's cheek and the other reaching for her right hand, she looked down at her feet again.
"It's okay. I take any pain because I'm finally back where I belong."
"You can be so cheesy if you want", the blonde replied with a smile before she bit her bottom lip, hard.
"What's wrong?"
"Can I kiss you?"
Sighing and inhaling deeply, she let out a happy "Please" and leaned down to capture a set of pink lips in a tender kiss.
"How -", the blonde started when they parted for a second to take a breath, but was cut off by soft lips again. "Long -", she tried again as she tore her mouth away – unsuccessfully. "Do you -" Noticing that her girlfriend was just about to interrupt her question once again, she stepped away, leaving a pouting Calliope standing a good ten inches away from her. "Have to wear this?"
"This?", Callie asked, tugging at one end of the sling with her right hand. Getting a nod from the dimpled girl, she said, "For about two or three weeks. Depends on how much time my shoulder needs to heal."
"So you'll be banned from sport for two or three weeks?"
"Ugh, I wish that would be it. I'll have to have physical therapy after that. The doctor said that, because my muscles are well trained and everything, it shouldn't take as long as for not so sporty people, but he also said that – all in all – it will take about five to seven weeks before I should even think of being on the court again." Letting out a frustrated sigh, she closed the distance Arizona had put between them and let her hand move up the blonde's arm, over her shoulder, along her neck until her fingers were finally tangled with golden locks. "I've missed you."
Now it was Arizona's turn to sigh and relish in the feeling of having the Latina back – and even more so – close again. "I've missed you too." And though there was nothing she wanted more than to just pull her in for a hungry kiss, she restrained herself and instead, stood up on her toes to be on eye level with the beautiful girl. "Hermosa", she breathed against full lips. It was the only word she really needed to know in Spanish and Callie had taught her that years ago. The rest didn't matter that much. She didn't choose Spanish in school, they both didn't. They chose advanced biology, it went better with her wish to go to Med School after College.
And though Callie hadn't voiced that wish, deep down inside the Latina something always gave her butterflies when she thought about the possibility of becoming an orthopedic surgeon. So, advanced biology was it. Besides, she already knew how to speak Spanish, so why wasting time?
"Before we're getting lost in kissing each other senseless", she chuckled, "I do have one question."
"And what would that be", Callie asked.
"Will you stay the night?"
"What do you think I am here for?"
"Awesome!", the blonde exclaimed, catching the Latina's lips immediately in one of the softest kisses ever and carefully guided them over to her bed.
xxx
"Damn it", she cursed. That shoulder immobilizer did exactly what it was called. It 'immobilized' her. She hated it already. How was she supposed to get undressed and furthermore dressed again when every move hurt like hell? And how she would get some sleep was beyond her, because she lay on her left side almost every night. Okay, partly on her side and partly on her stomach with her legs spread out, taking in a lot of space of the bed, but that was so not the point right now. That shoulder thing was, though.
"Calliope, you okay in there?", she heard her girlfriend's voice on the other side of the bathroom door after two soft knocks.
"Uhm, yeah. I'll be out in a minute", she answered and let out a frustrated sigh again. She seemed to do that a lot today and she somehow sensed that it wouldn't stop any time soon. Brushing the comb through her thick dark tresses for the umpteenth time in the last ten minutes – because that was something she could do on her own – she eyed herself in the mirror. The black eye looked a lot worse than it actually hurt as long as she didn't laugh. So did her lip.
She looked tired but that was due to the last week of power exercises and practicing from sunrise to dawn. Her shoulder though, and the memory of her wrist, looked bad. Yes, it was just another torn ligament, but they always looked... horrible, at least the bruising did. She should be happy that Arizona could not see it because she really didn't like the image of that.
"You sure you okay, Calliope?", the blonde asked again.
Turning to the door she turned the key and stepped out. "I am perfectly fine", she answered.
"But... you're still dressed in your street clothes..." She chuckled. Her girlfriend had trade her blue jeans for a pair of shorts but was still wearing the light sweatshirt and the tank under it. Basically, her upper body was still dressed the same as when she entered her room two hours ago. "Are you still wearing your bra?"
Blushing, she sighed again. "I couldn't change, okay? As soon as I so much as tried to take off the sling, it felt like my arm was falling off or something like that. And then it took me about five minutes to change my pants. Do you know how tight these jeans are? I hate it already!" When she finished her confession, she found deep blue eyes staring up at her with nothing but love and adoration in them. Though she felt still embarrassed and not as independent as she liked to be, the look Arizona was giving her made it all better, even vanished some of the embarrassing she felt.
"Hey now. You could have just asked me to help you", the blonde said with a smile and pushed the Latina back in the bathroom and locked the door before she added with a wink, "You know, I've seen you naked before."
The light chuckling sound that erupted the brunette's mouth made Arizona grin from ear to ear, loving that she still had that effect on her girlfriend. "So, how do we do this?"
"I don't know. I guess I have to take this off, but I rather not because-"
"Because it hurts, I get that. But do you really fancy sleeping with your bra still on? That's not comfy. Like, not at all."
Groaning, she gave in. Arizona did have a point here. "You're right. Promise me to be careful?"
"Am I ever not careful?", she asked, the sincerity evident in her voice.
"No", Callie replied honestly. She was just scared. Her left side went through too much today. Not that she would admit it out loud, because she never did and always tried to be the strong one, but she was scared.
"Okay, remember what you said to me when we... you know? We'll go slow." Pressing a soft kiss to a tanned cheek, she moved around the brunette's body and waited for Callie to support her left arm with her right before she loosened the velcro fastening of the sling. "You okay there?"
"Y-yeah", she breathed out in a shaky voice.
"Tell me if you need me to stop, okay?"
The warmth in her girlfriend's voice shot straight to her heart and she couldn't help the smile. Not that she wanted to, because she loved the blonde with all her heart. And she called herself lucky that the girl with these amazing blues eyes loved her back.
Standing face to face with her girlfriend again, the smaller girl said, "Okay, so, that's done. Now we have to get your arm out of the sling. Do you think that will work if you hold your arm and I move the fabric?"
"We can at least try", the brunette offered with a small smile and got a smile in return from the stunning blonde. "On three?"
"It's always on three", Arizona grinned, remembering the time they tried to kiss for the first time and finally kissed for the first time. Taking a deep breath, blue eyes flicked up and met brown soulful orbs that told her, that she indeed was scared. "It will be okay, I promise. I'll be as gentle as I can, okay?"
Nodding, the Latina closed her eyes and moved to hold her arm up at with her right hand under her left elbow.
"One", Arizona started.
"Two", followed Callie's voice.
"Three." And when the word left her lips, she cautiously tugged on the fabric, observing her girlfriend's face for any possible twitches. Callie didn't move an inch, though and the blonde thought she didn't even breathe until two minutes later the sling was gone as well. "There, all gone."
"I somehow think that was the easier part", the brunette stated.
"Possible. Do you want to take something before we take off the rest?"
"No. I rather take the meds once we're all snuggled up in bed... as much as this is possible."
"Okay. I'd say we get your right arm out of the sweater, then your head and then see how it will go from there?"
"Sounds good. Just-"
"Slow, I know", Arizona reassured with a smile and already started to help Callie getting her right arm free and pulling the material over the head and face that was surrounded by wonderful brown curls. Careful not to hurt her girlfriend she maneuvered the sleeve over her arm without moving the shoulder part too much. Removing her girlfriend's bra just as gentle, she looked at the brunette. "Okay, so that wasn't so bad, now, was it? But as much as I like you topless and I really like that I can look as much as I want, we do have to get you dressed again. But, before we do that, do you want to take a shower?"
"Do I smell?", Callie asked, her eyes narrowed.
"What? No, Calliope, you don't smell. Well, you do, but only like you always do. But usually you do take a shower after practice and-"
"Oh, right. But honestly, I didn't get to do that much today and I rather have that thing back", she answered and nodded over to the sling.
"Okay", the blonde smiled and helped the taller girl to get a shirt over her torso and put the sling back on. When they finally exited the bathroom, they had been in there together for about twenty minutes and she joked, "We should learn to get that done faster or we have to set the alarm at least an hour earlier and I don't want to get up at six on a schools day."
"You do remember that we're not allowed to spend the night together aside from the weekend, right?"
"Yeah. So what? Do you think I'll leave you all to yourself, struggling to get dressed? I mean, sure, Susan can help if you want that but what about the days she has the night shift? And if I have to, I'll come over every morning."
"You'd do that?"
"I'd do a lot more for you, Calliope. Getting up before the crack of dawn is not so bad when I get to see you naked as a reward."
"Why does it sound as if you're just with me because of my body", she quipped.
"I am not! And you should know that. I love you", she pouted, making her dimples pop into her cheeks.
"Hey, come here." Tugging at the blonde's hand she pulled her in and their bodies softly crashed against each other. "I love you too." And with that she connected their lips and soon their tongues were dancing to the tunes playing in their minds. It was a dance only the two of them knew the steps to, but frankly, they were the only ones who needed to know.
xxx
Her sling was more of an issue than she'd first thought. Not only was it really hard to sleep, eat and do everything else you usually do with two hands without noticing, but the getting ready for the day part really annoyed her. Well, partly annoyed her. To get up earlier than she normally had to was not in the top 5 of favorite things of her life. And though Arizona had kept her promise and showed up at the Menken's doorstep with the first ray of sunlight illuminating her bedroom, it wasn't a good solution. Luckily, the Colonel had given in after three mornings of his daughter being up before him and Arizona was now allowed to stay the nights at Callie's or the brunette would spend the night at her girlfriend's place. It didn't mean that her life was easier now, but she liked having the dimpled girl so close every night and waking up next to her in the morning.
But right now she found herself struggling yet again with the simple task of getting lunch in the school cafeteria – without her girlfriend; because the blonde was still in sports class, which clearly was off the table for the Latina for a while. Sure, she was lucky that her teachers didn't force her to sit in the gym and watch her classmates getting all sweaty, but volunteering in younger Spanish classes was not as entertaining as it sounded. Especially since Spanish class didn't start for another week or so because the teacher was still in Spain, and Callie felt doomed to wait for her girlfriend. So after sitting in the school's library for the better part of her free time, flicking through some of the notes Arizona had made for her because she obviously was in no condition to write, she thought of getting a head start at getting lunch. Well, easier said done when you still have to – somehow – carry your things. After all, she lacked the use of her second arm. And it made her crave for the weekend even more, although the thought of going 'car-shopping' with Arizona would probably be exhausting. At least there was no alarm going off and no pale hand dragging her out of bed in the wee hours of the morning.
"You're Calliope Torres, aren't ya?"
Startled by the tap on her shoulder, Callie turned around on the spot where she was standing in the queue and came face to face with a tall red-haired girl with blue eyes that also held a hint of gray and green. Tilting her head to the left and narrowing her eyes, she tried to remember whether she'd seen the girl before or not. She was beautiful, without a doubt and Callie wasn't blind. But to her, every other girl faded in comparison to her girlfriend.
"Do you have a speech problem?", the girl asked.
Shaking her head while once again eying the girl in front of her, she wondered if she was really that oblivious to everything that happened outside of her beautiful relationship-bubble if the redhead knew her name and she didn't even remember seeing her.
"Not much of a talker, are ya?"
"I am, Calliope Torres, I mean. But only very few people call me that and get away with it", she smiled. "I go by Callie and you are..?"
"Oh, right. Sorry. I'm Addison Forbes Montgomery. I saw you this morning in advanced biology. Or rather, I heard you giving all the answers to every question Mr. Colm asked. You kind of a biology crack?"
"Uhm... bones are easy", Callie answered with a small smile. And she was still as fascinated as ever by bones and muscles and cords and oooh, the structure of all of it.
"Not so easy when you're dealing with an injury, huh? You need some help?" Without waiting for an answer, the redhead took the books out of Callie's arm.
"Ugh... thanks?", the brunette muttered, a little confused by the impetuous nature of Addison. "I've never seen you before."
"Oh, we just moved here a week ago. How did that happen?" she asked and seemed to not take a breath between her answer and the question.
"Volleyball", she stated.
"Ouch?"
"Pretty much, yeah." Moving along with the rest of the people waiting in the queue, she got finally close enough to decide what she would eat today just by looking at the offered meals.
"Dislocated?"
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"Wild guess, lucky guess", the girl grinned. "Anything you can recommend?"
"Everything's as good as anything else. They won't win a star for their food, but you don't get sick from eating it." She decided to go with the pasta today. That was always the safest choice when the rest just didn't look so appealing to her. Thankfully though, they didn't have to eat here every day, actually, only on Thursdays. But this day was enough for her to appreciate a home cooked meal – even if it was heated up again – even more.
"Oh, sounds inviting", the girl laughed.
Paying for her food, she asked, "You always like that?"
"Like what?"
"So... forward. I mean, we don't really know each other." And though it was the truth, she somehow liked the girl.
"You sounded nice", Addison stated with a shrug and paid for her food as well. "And you looked like you really needed a hand here, with all those books and notes. What's all of this anyways? School just started a week ago."
"Notes Arizona took for me." They walked over to one of the tables and while Callie managed to balance the tray just fine she was really glad that Addison was carrying her books for her.
"That the blonde sitting next to you? You seem close. Is she your best friend or something?" She'd watched the girls taking turns in whispering and laughing quietly from where she'd been sitting on the window side of the class room.
"More like my girlfriend", the Latina answered with a wide and proud smile at the thought of Arizona. Thinking of her always had that effect on her. Plus, she would never hide their love. People who mattered didn't mind and people who mind didn't matter to her. Up until now, their relationship had been accepted by almost everyone. Sure, there were always some boys giving them some weird looks when they were walking through the halls hand in hand. But really, they were no news anymore at school and everywhere else for that matter.
"Oh... oh! That's cool." Picking up some of the chicken and waggling the fork in the air, she looked at the brunette, her eyes burning question marks into the other girl's eyes.
"What?"
"Nothing. I just... you don't look like the girls at my old school that were into girls."
"How do I look?", the Latina asked, still a little intimidated by the boldness of the redhead.
"So female."
"Uhm, last time I checked I was a girl", Callie answered, and tugged a few strands of long dark hair behind her left ear with her right hand before digging into her food.
"No shit", Addison grinned. "Maybe it's a Boston thing, but the girls that were openly into girls were more... manly."
"So, you're from Boston? And what is manly supposed to mean?"
"You know, short hair, baggy pants and shirts, baseball caps."
"Sounds... desirable", she joked. "Seriously though, that's not me... nor Arizona."
"Looks like. She doesn't look like one of those girls as well."
"She isn't." They were both quite the opposite, with their long tresses and skin tight jeans or shorts. Frankly, they both loved their hoodies, but who didn't?
"How long have you two been together? You seem close, like, really close", Addison mentioned again.
"That's because we know each other for more than ten years."
"Wow. So... is she your first?", the redhead asked, pursing her lips and wriggling her eyebrows at the slightly intimate question.
"First kiss, first love, first everything", Callie answered without hesitation. Why wouldn't she. She'd witnessed some of her friends crushing for one boy after the other. Or some of the older girls of her team – when she was younger – breaking up with their boyfriends and she hoped and wished that this would never happen to them.
"Sounds like a fairytale", she winked.
"More like a Disney movie", the brunette laughed. But her laughter turned into a dreamy smile as soon as she spotted her other half and waved her over and welcomed her with a quick peck. "Hey."
"Hey yourself", Arizona replied, giving Callie almost the same dreamy look and put a tray with food on the table before she turned her attention to the redhead and held out her hand, "Hi, I am Arizona."
"Addison."
"Well, nice to meet you."
"How was sport?"
Taking a sip from her apple juice through the straw before even thinking about answering – because she loved drinking with a straw between her lips – she said, "Tiring. One would think I'm in good shape, but somehow basketball always wears me out to no end. I'm too small for that sport. What did you do?"
"Just checking your notes, making sure I can decipher your handwriting", the brunette teased, making sure that Arizona knew she was just messing with her.
"And you managed to get yourself something to eat."
"Uhm, yeah, Addison helped a lot."
"Yup, a lot", the redhead grinned, already finished with her lunch. "Couldn't let a damsel in distress starve to death."
Laughing out loud and trying to keep the juice inside her mouth, which was kind of an impossible task, Arizona had to place her hand over her lips until she finally swallowed it down. "I like her, she's funny."
"She is", Addison said for herself and asked. "How long's your day today?"
"Two more hours to go and we can go home", the Latina smiled.
"But it's Maths..."
"Not so hard", Callie rebutted.
"For you, everything is 'not so hard'", the blonde smiled and brushed the strands that had fallen into the Latina's face again behind her ear and kissed her girlfriend's cheek after she had softly whispered "Brainy" into the Latina's ear.
"You're cute together", Addison stated, pointing at the girls with her fork and making two heads turn into her direction, both a little flushed and embarrassed about forgetting that they were not alone. "Don't look like that. It's not a bad thing."
"So, Addison, I've never seen you before... ", the dimpled girl started and so the whole interview began anew.
xxx
As the clock struck 7.30pm, they were finally done with their homework for English class and gathered their belongings together on the table in the kitchen. Usually, they would just do it in one of their rooms with Callie using the desk and Arizona lying flat on her stomach on the floor. And though together, they'd write down their separate thoughts and compare them in the end only to find out that they almost all the time had the same opinion about the 'author's intention'. These days though, they discussed it openly and the blonde would write it down for both of them. Not only would it take Callie more than hours to type it down with one hand, but Arizona would surely get a tendonitis sooner or later if she would have to write two tasks containing about 500 to 1000 words every other day. But thanks to their teachers – who knew both girls were smart enough on their own – they were allowed to hand in one essay with both their names under it. This way, Callie wouldn't lose out on grades she wanted to stay on top of the class and Arizona didn't have to do double the work.
"I think this Addison is kinda nice", the blonde said, putting two cups that once were filled with some nice cocoa into the dishwasher.
"Yeah, she seems alright. A little... without filter, but nice nonetheless."
"Oh yes. Definitely without filter. But she's funny", Arizona chuckled and mused, "Could be a good friend. Since we're so 'female', we could have some girls nights."
"Haha yeah, that was confusing." Of course, the brunette had told her girlfriend about the little chat she'd had with Addison before Arizona had joined them. "I don't think a girl with short hair and acting like a boy would do it for me."
"Why, Calliope, I am hurt. You're practically saying that you would not be with me if I'd look different", she teased.
"Unlike you, I am with you not because of your body", the Latina mocked back and nudged the blonde's side with her hip. "And I would still love you if you'd walk around like a boy and suddenly start to act like one too, because well, I love you. But I am really glad you're the way you are. With all the extra energy and perkiness that is so... you."
"So... if I would cut my hair...", Arizona tried again.
"Mhmm, there would certainly be some things I'd miss, but that would not change my feelings."
"Things you'd miss?" Blue eyes locked on brown, practically demanding an answer but in a lovely way.
"This, for example", Callie answered and tangled her fingers in silky blonde curls as she leaned down for a chaste kiss. "And your braids."
"You do love my braids", the blonde partly smiled and partly pouted.
Replying with a simple "That I do", the Latina grabbed some of her stuff. "What do you say about stopping here? We still have Math to do but that can wait for the weekend. Right now, I don't feel like doing Algebra. And I think Mrs. Wilson already ruined my brain enough today."
"That's funny, coming from you, brainy", the blonde teased. She loved that Callie was so smart, she just couldn't understand how something like Algebra could be fun in the eyes of her girlfriend when clearly, it was no fun at all.
"You're just jealous that it comes so easy to me", Callie countered and walked out of the kitchen.
"So, what if I am. Everything comes so easy to you. Math, Biology, English. It's just not fair", she huffed when she caught up with the brunette just as she was about to head upstairs. Because she really had it easy in Art and Music as well.
"Oh, don't act like it's not easy for you. And it's not like I don't have to study at all. I do and there are things that are well, not as easy for me as they are for you", the Latina stated, very well remembering the time when they were going through DNS and she really had a hard time to get the exceptions, special cases and reasons for genetic diseases in her brain while the blonde just got it right from the start.
"That's because I am awesome", Arizona stated very convincing before she opened the door to Callie's bedroom. "We're both awesome, in fact."
"Mhmm", the Latina hummed. "Have you already thought about what car you want to have? I mean, it's not like we'll get a new one and I know that, but... you know what I mean."
Putting everything she had in her arms and hands down on the always tidied up desk of her girlfriend she turned around a little too fast an bumped into the taller body, which wouldn't usually be an issue, but now? "Shoot, Calliope. I am sorry. Did I hurt you? I didn't mean to-" Her rambling was cut off by soft lips and when an arm circled around her waist, she knew Callie was okay and let out a sigh of relief. It had taken some time of adjustment for them to find out which way of cuddling or sleeping was okay and mostly painless. They did, eventually. And secretly, Arizona loved that she – for a change – was the one wrapped in a tight embrace one leg holding her close and an arm curled up on her left side. She even loved feeling the Latina's breath against her shoulder or neck, sometimes even on her chest. "Oh God", she moaned as full lips moved over to her neck, lightly nibbling and sucking on her pulse point. She could easily die this moment without noticing. And she was sure, if they didn't do something about her pent up lust, she would explode sooner or later.
"Hey you still with me?" Callie asked when the blonde had been a little too quiet for her liking. Because Arizona's neck was one of her most sensitive spots and if she didn't get any sound out of that beautiful mouth, that mostly meant that her beautiful girlfriend's mind was somewhere else.
"Y-y-yeah", she stammered.
"What's wrong?", the Latina asked, now concerned and looked straight into those ocean blue orbs.
"It's... stupid. It's noting", she brushed it off and let her dimples pop into her cheeks, a sure way to catch Callie off guard, but not this time.
"Talk to me, Arizona", the brunette pleaded, her fingers playing with long golden strands.
"It's just... I miss you."
"But I am right here", Callie replied, not quite getting where her girlfriend was coming from.
"I know. What I meant was... miss you, touching you and not just because I'm helping you in the morning and before we go to bed. I just... I want you so much. But we can't and that sucks, like really sucks, because we already had to wait two weeks and now we have to wait another few weeks until you-" Yet again, she was shut up by full lips claiming hers in a long kiss.
"Breathe", the Latina smiled when they parted. "Or you might die one day because of one of your rambles. "And just for the record, I want you too. And you have no idea how hard it is to have you naked, with me, in the shower and not being able to touch you because we have to get ready for school."
"That's only because you have too much self-control for my liking." Capturing her girlfriend's mouth in another kiss, she traced her tongue over the full bottom lip of the Latina and couldn't hold back the moan as she granted her access. Of course, kissing had been no problem at all, but there was no way she could ignore the fire in her body when Callie was kissing her like that. "Okay, we have to stop this or I might forget that your shoulder is damaged and pin you down on your bed" the blues eyed teenager groaned and stepped out of the brunette's embrace.
"I think with a few pillows in my back that wouldn't be an issue."
"You sure?"
"We can at least try, can't we?"
Not even dignifying the last question with an answer, the blonde put all the pillows and smaller cushions against the headboard and – in the favor of saving time – got rid of her shirt as well.
"Are you stealing my fun again?"
"You couldn't have done it anyways, so I am just helping you. But I do think, before we lay down, we should even out the playground."
And though her girlfriend was smirking and sending her a wink, Callie knew that she was not joking at all when pale fingers already started to unbutton her shirt. They'd found out, that those shirts were easy to put on and get off, since she didn't have to lift her arm that much and so she went to the mall after school on Tuesday to get a few of them. Simple ones, in a few different colors. Now though, she just discovered another perk of those shirts because once Arizona was done with the last button, she felt fingernails grazing over the skin of her stomach to follow the line of her bra. She gulped. "Even enough?"
"Mhmm, close", the blonde hummed and attached her lips to the Latina's collar bone, teeth softly nibbling at the tanned skin. "You taste so good." Her fingers made their way to her girlfriend's back and unclasped the bra with ease. Just because Callie's arm was still securely trapped in the sling, didn't mean she had to fully undress her to have some fun. Pushing the bra cups up, her fingers lightly caressed the new exposed skin and her thumb flicked over a stiff peak. "Bed", she husked and pushed the brunette backwards until her calves met the edge of the wooden bed. Usually, she'd push her down but for now, Callie had to carefully sit down, scoot back and cautiously lean her back against the pillows. "Does that work?"
"I guess so", she smiled and reached out for Arizona's hand to pull her closer. "Come here."
Taking off her bra first, she happily complied and slowly lowered her body onto the Latina's. Skin came in contact with skin and the feeling of need and want rushed through both their bodies.
"Damn."
"What?", Arizona asked, afraid she'd hurt the beautiful girl beneath her.
"I want you", the Latina moaned out only to be cut off by a hungry kiss and a pale hand finally roaming her body the way she'd wanted to.
"You'll tell me if I have to stop?" Getting only a nod in response, blue eyes watched as pools of brown fluttered close and Callie's chest rose with a deep intake of air. She kissed the skin of the brunette's neck, not stopping at her collar bone this time, but instead moving down to caress a perfect tanned breast with her lips and tongue, cupping the other one with her hand to give both of them equal attention. "You're so... stunning", she breathed out, one hand softly kneading the flesh that fit so perfectly in her palm while the other one was on its certain way southwards. Tugging at the waistband of the or a pair of black jeans, she whispered "We need to get these off", before unbuttoning and unzipping it and immediately pulling at the fabric.
Helping her girlfriend by lifting her hips, she pushed one side of her pants down while Arizona worked on the other side. Once she was lying on her bed in only panties and her unbuttoned shirt and pushed up bra, she tried to control her breathing. "You, too", she rasped and stared unashamed as the blonde shimmied out of her jeans, pushing her panties down as well. Swallowing at the familiar but yet still new sight before here, her hips bucked out of any control against the blonde's leg.
"Impatient, are we?", Arizona teased.
"Need you. Now", the Latina breathed out and flung her right arm around her girlfriend's neck to pull her close, crashing their lips together and hooking her left thigh around the slim girl's legs to hold her in place. She let go of the hair her fingers had automatically tangled themselves in and brushed her hand along the pale skin of Arizona's side. She felt clumsy because her right hand was not as skilled or nimble as her left hand was, but once she reached the hipbone, she let out a breath and brought her hand to her girlfriend's front.
"Calliope", she moaned as tanned fingers touched the spot she wanted and needed them most. "Ooooh..."
Looking up at the pretty face, she noticed teeth biting into a soft bottom lip and a concentrated expression. "Breathe, baby." Finding the spot again and again in a circular motion, she felt the body on top of hers reacting to her ministrations more and more. Fingertips found more and more wetness and the room was filled with soft moans spilling from a parted mouth. Now, that was a sight for sore eyes. But it was for her eyes only.
"Cal- oh!" Blue eyes shot open and locked on brown as a finger had – unintentionally – moved a little lower. Her body tensed up, fingers clenched the bed sheets on either side of the brunette to keep herself from jerking too much.
Stopping her movements, she studied the blonde's face. "Sorry?"
"No!"
"Okay", Callie smiled and did it again, not really knowing what she had done but Arizona seemed to like it. Her palm was pressed against the other teenager's center and it didn't take long before the blonde's body trembled on top of hers and a long moan filled her ears. "I love you", she breathed out and waited for her girlfriend to calm down. And as a tongue invaded her mouth, she knew Arizona would take care of the fire that was burning inside her whole body. Sling and shoulder be damned, she wouldn't miss out on the satisfied feeling again.