Days too late, so two chapters for you guys.

"Arrgh! It's like living in a frat house." Arizona growled as she picks up the brunette's sandwich wrapper and finished can of soda, throwing it in the trashcan in the kitchen.

Last night was not how Arizona envisioned her transfer was going to go. After 24 years of living with her parents, she did not expect this at all. Arizona grew up all over the globe with his father being stationed at military bases. The last move was to San Diego. Just in time for her undergrad, taking up Biology minor in Biomedical Research in UCLA. However, since the school she was going to was a little close to the base, only about 2 hours of travel time, her parents bought a house in Pasadena and her father would take the trip every other day to San Diego. Staying at the base overnight then going back home, her father would be home all weekend and not stuck so near the base that any problem arise, he would be working, even on the weekends. Her brother who was a year older than she was, is already taking up Life Science in West Point. Timothy originally wanted to enlist as soon as he was eligible to apply to the military. Colonel Daniel Robbins did not have any objections but Barbara Robbins who was the true commander of their household said no. She insisted that her son have a proper education, and if he still wants to join the military, he could after he get a degree.

So there she was, in Johns Hopkins, as a freshmen in medical school, her brother was currently in his second year of medical school in Columbia. After finishing his degree in life sciences, Timothy was inspired to finish medical degree to be a trauma surgeon before enlisting. In his mind, he could help better with this. She wanted so much to join her brother but she was also excited in her new life that she chose, what she think is a better school for her. Arizona settled to be 3 hours away from Tim. Not bad. Once she has decided to go to JHU, the playful banter started. Arizona always argued that she was in a better school, but Tim drowned in the idea of living in the greatest city, EVER.

Even if it was a Sunday, getting up before the sun rise up was normal for Arizona. She was in tip top shape. Being an athlete all her life, getting in UCLA with an athletic scholarship, she highly valued being mentally and physically in shape. She grabbed a dry fit shirt and her running short with her running shoes, Arizona went on. She jogged along the university parkway, rounding to look at the hospital she was going to do her clinical rotations in a few years, she glanced over the other buildings in her campus. Arizona also checked out the Homewood field. She knew that studying medicine was not going to be easy, but she still wanted to join at least a football club.

After two hours, jogging back to her dorm, she quietly opened the door. She didn't know if the brunette was still around. Classes start the next day, so she guessed that the brunette was still in bed. Not everyone was a morning person. Scrunching her face, the brunette was no longer there. But the scrunch was not because the brunette was not there, it was because the floor was filled by water from when the brunette took a shower, she guessed because it trailed from the bathroom, then the kitchen, then the bed on the other side.

Arizona let out a loud grunt and shook her head. She grabbed a wash cloth from the kitchen and wiped the floor. Then took off her sweaty shirt, leaving her in her sports bra, wiping her sweat away.

Why in the world was she roomed with a slob?

Her phone was ringing, she knew this tone was either her brother or her parents. They were the only people who would call her over video call. She went to sit in her chair and answered the call.

"Arizona."

"Tammy." She smirked. Arizona knew why he was calling. And it annoys him when she calls him that. Tammy was the nickname she came up with when her brother is bitching about something.

"You brought Rocky to Baltimore?" She just smiled at her brother. Rocky was the nickname for her car. Generally because her car was named after Rocky Marciano, a boxing legend. The engine in her car was called a boxer engine.

They were both competitive. They were not that rich, but well off. Her father was from a military family but her mother was from a family who invested well enough in parcel of lands that is being leased by major corporations in the state. Growing up, they were taught to live simply. But when they were old enough to drive, her parents bought them both cars they really wanted. Tim chose a muscle car, Dodge Charger, being a man's man as he would say. And Arizona chose a foreign make, simpler but a logical choice, a Subaru WRX. They both started to fix their cars up. Upgrading the engine, suspension, and other parts that would make the other lose. Every time they went home to California, they would engage in a quarter mile races in their neighborhood. Timothy was upset that he couldn't bring his car to his school and Arizona could drive hers and his to her school since they live so close to her school.

"Yeah." She smirked.

"Why?" He pouted.

"Because I can." Arizona teased. "And I can actually drive Rocky out here. Compared to Dodge-y that will just be stuck in a storage unit in that crappy city."

"Hey! This is the greatest city in the world."

"A city that you cannot drive around in!"

"I can drive around! There's just not a lot of space here for parking or whatever. Why didn't you bring Dodge-y? So I can at least see her every weekend."

Arizona laughed out loud. Her brother was big person, standing at 6'1 with very defined muscles. But this big guy pouts like a little girl. "You cannot possibly go here every weekend, Tammy."

"I can!"

"Nope."

"The hell I can!"

She smirked again and crossed her arm. "Nope."

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes. "So how's your first day with a roommate?"

Now she was the one rolling her eyes. She had texted her brother how things were going. Between the two of them, Arizona was the flat out follow the rules type. Strictly adhering to the rules and guidelines. Not that her brother was a rule breaker, but 'it hurts no one' he would typically do things that she wouldn't. Like rules in the house was to get up at 6AM. Even if it's the weekend. Tim usually rests as much as he can unlike Arizona who would be up, jogging or running errands. Of course, with the duration of his stay in West Point, he woke up for training and so forth. But after transferring to Columbia, he started to relax for a bit. The only rule, or standard she didn't align to was dating men. At an early age, Arizona already know that she was a lesbian. When she finally got some feelings for a girl, she decided to tell her family. Tim with his 'it hurts no one' bit fully accepted her. Her mother just laughed and thank her for saying it to her. And her father? He just asked if she was still the person he raised. She gladly said yes and hugged him. It was a non-issue now.

Arizona mostly does not break rules. More on looking for a loop hole. Being a teenager was hard, with all that hormones growing, their parents set additional rules for them. Like no sleepovers with their special someone, whether at their house or the other person's house. Dates are allowed granted that they arrive back on curfew. If they are hanging out in the house, doors must remain open. Strictly no sex in the house. So how does one circumvent these rules to do what they want? Arizona was always part of the football team, so was her brother. So making out in the locker rooms was her way to go. They didn't say anything about cars too. So whenever she wanted a little something-something, her and her person would be banging at it in the car. Or the bleachers, or the shower rooms.

"Oh, where do I start? She left her boxes on the floor with no schematic fixing or anything, she left the pan and spatula she used on the stove and not in the sink, left the toothpaste cap off, and! She dripped water everywhere!" She threw her hands up.

"Its her boxes and her tooth paste I guess?" He laughed. He knows how much it annoys her sister when everything is not in place.

"But its my place too!" She grumbled.

"Hey kid, listen up to your big brother." Tim leaned in the camera. "Normal people didn't grow up with the Colonel. Normal people do not fix their stuff in a perfect perpendicular angle. And its your first time to be completely on your own, if you keep this up, you'll be the weirdo who checks the temperature of their drink.-"

"Who drinks coffee lukewarm?!" She snaps and burrowed her brows.

"Again, if you keep this up, you'll be the weirdo. We are supposed to be cool." He teased. "Try to be a little less stuck up. Try new things!" He clapped.

"New things like what? Like pests?" She grunted.

"Just be adaptable!" He exclaimed.

"I am adaptable!" She argued.

"Nope!" Then it started again. The childish arguments.

"Am too!"

"Hells no."

"You are annoying." She looked away.

"But you miss meeeee!" He teased once more.

"Of course, you moron."

"You'll be visiting me next holiday, remember?"

Arizona shook her head and looked back to her brother. "Yes. But why can't you go here. At least we can drive around." She bantered when she heard the door in her brother's room open. Barely hearing the other person, but she made out the word 'baby'. "Baby?" She smiled. Arizona was not a boastful person, but her brother and she has a typical girl and boy next door look, charming, blue-eyed blonde with dimples. Granted that now he was sporting stubble, didn't diminish his charm.

"Talk soon?"

"Bye playboy." She teased once more.

"Better an admitted playboy than a sinister commitment-phobe." He argued.

"I am not a commitment-phobe! I just don't like commitments." Arizona rolls her eyes with her brother's facial reaction, he shrugs.

"But commitments like you!" He smiled and ended the call.

He was not wrong. Arizona always had girls to date, girls to fuck. But with moving to another place every other time, she grew up not really committing to something long term because it would definitely end when they have to move again. When they were finally stationed in California, she wasn't really into relationships. She liked dating, the company, the sex. But when someone she really likes asked her to be exclusive during her undergrad years, she happily agreed. Maybe this was different.

Definitely not. Not only that, she felt suffocated, the woman cheated on her when she asked for a little bit of breathing room. She was set not to repeat that. But her friends, her brother said things happen sometimes. She when another came along, she tried to correct her mistakes, tried to be a little more in the relationship. It ended as quickly as it started. Apparently the woman was just using her to get over someone, or make someone jealous. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. So she stopped. She stick to her normal guidelines, dating is okay, sex is great, commitment and relationship, no. But everytime she would have this arrangement, it would end when the other party would ask for more than a physical relationship and her saying no. Then the other party would usually cry, get angry or say that she was a coward.

Nevertheless. Arizona Robbins don't do girlfriends. She just do girls.