Arizona's POV:
Calliope and I have gotten quiet close over the last couple of weeks. We always meet for coffee before school, have lunch together and talk about random stuff between and in classes. One day, my parents announced that they would be out of town for the weekend. Every time I asked where they were going, my dad mumbled something I couldn't understand and my mom sprinted to the toilet. So I decided not to bother anymore and to ask Calliope if she wanted to come over when they are gone.
We were in our biology class when I leaned over to her and asked: "My parents are gone for the weekend. You wanna come over?"
She looked at my weirdly, probably thinking I had some big thing in mind. So I added: "I just thought it would be cool to just hang out, watch a movie, talk some. I mean, you once said you want to be out of your home as often as possible. You could stay at my place if you wanted." Stopping my babbling, I started to concentrate on my teacher again, thinking Callie now thinks, I am a total freak. Suddenly I hear a slight chuckle. I look at Calliope and she smile at me with this gorgeous smile of hers. "I'd love to, Arizona. … God, you're cute" She winked at my and turned back to her notes. Slightly baffled, I continued to stare at her until the bell ripped me out of my daydreams.
On Friday evening I had everything prepared. I bought some fruits, chocolate, pizza and beer and was only waiting for Cal to come over. When the bell rang I felt that energy, I missed for a long time. I ran to the door and opened it with a loud "Yihaa". Callie just laughed at me, hugged me and came into the house.
General POV:
The first hours they ate Pizza, drank some beer, chatted about school and their classes and prepared chocolate fruits. With their plate of chocolate fruits the friends went upstairs to Arizona's room to watch a movie. Firstly, they changed into some comfortable clothes but not without both silently admiring the beauty of the other one. Arizona noticed a couple of scars on one of the brunette's thigh but didn't want to ask her friend about them just yet. They moved to the bed and decided to watch Mean Girls.
"I love this movie." The friends said in unison and smiled at each other.
They watched the movie mostly in silence except a couple of laughs here and there. After the movie Callie got up and roamed through her overnight bag.
"What are you doing?" Arizona asked.
"I've brought something. I hope, it's not a problem." Callie said while getting a bottle of Tequila out of her purse.
A big smile appeared on the blondes face as she grabbed the bottle, took a sip and screamed "NOT AT ALL, HONEY" at Calliope's face.
"Hey, give me back my bottle." the Latina said while laughing a hearty laugh.
Calliope's POV:
We drank almost the whole bottle of Tequila. We lay in Ari's room on the floor and just laughed for maybe 20 minutes straight. I have to admit, it's been a long time since I've been this happy. It's been a long time since I really heard my own laugh. In this moment I really felt complete. The sadness wasn't forgotten, I still knew about my problems, but now, I had hope. I thought that it really could get better and that life can change in an instant, for better or for worse.
After laughing all that time we lay in silence for a couple of minutes. Suddenly I heard Arizona's angelic voice: "I hate it when people tell me to smile more often or look happier. Couldn't they just mind their own business? I'm not some kind of doll without feelings. I'm a person."
"I know" I said "people just get tired of seeing reality in our eyes."
"Callie?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever tried to kill yourself?"
I sat up and looked the blonde in her eyes. I was kind of dizzy because of the alcohol we drank but I saw that look in her blue eyes. She has seen them. "You saw them, didn't you?"
She looked into her lap and slightly nodded.
"It's not about killing myself." I say "It's hard to explain…I… I try…"
"Hey it's okay, really. I understand." Arizona slightly moved up her shirt and scars became visible. They were old scars, at least 2 months old. I took her hands into mine and slightly squeezed them until she looked into my eyes. "Man, we're fucked up" I said. Arizona laughed and laid back down.
"It's funny how things change. One year ago, my life was perfect. I was free of any harm, didn't know what real pain, real feelings are. And then it all came crashing down." Arizona whispered.
"I have no fucking idea who I am. I don't know myself anymore. I don't know what I'm feeling. I don't know why I'm reacting the way I do. I don't know what I'm thinking. I don't know why I'm scared all the time. And I don't even know what it is I'm scared of. It's like I'm watching my life and myself from outside. Like in a movie. You have no control over anything, can't say no, can't just stop and breathe and figure things out. It's a fucking carousel that is spinning so fast and you just can't stop it. My life is out of control and I don't know myself anymore. I have no fucking idea who I am." I said, mostly to myself. But I trust Arizona with my emotions. I don't even know why, but I feel very comfortable with her and I know she will never judge me.
I felt Arizona move so she lay next to me on the floor. She took my hand, put her head on my shoulder and sighed: "I'm really happy you came… and brought booze." She began to giggle again and it was so infectious that I started laughing too. So we again were on the floor, laughing.
After the giggling slowed down, I noticed, that my back was hurting really bad so I said: "Let's move this to the bad, shall we?"
"I don't think, I can get up. I'm kinda drunk, you know?"
"Arizona?"
"Yeah?"
"Me too."
Arizona smiled that dimpled smile and got up slowly. "Wooh, I'm dizzy. Wanna go outside? Take a walk? Sober up?"
"I'd love to, if I can get up somehow" stretching my hand into the blonde's direction, I said: "Help me up. Pleeease" After a couple of try's to get onto my two feet, Arizona and I stumbled down the stairs and walked out the door after getting our coats.
It was very quiet outside, not one house on the street had their lights on, no car was roaming the streets. We walked in the middle of the street hand in hand, breathing the fresh and cold night air. Suddenly, Arizona just lay down. She lay there on the street, looking at the stars with a bright dimpled smile. "Come here Calliope. Lay down and look at the stars, they are so beautiful…Just like you"
"You're even drunker than I am. Drunker, is that a word? You're definitely more drunk than me." I giggled and lay down. "Wow that's really pretty" I said, looking at the bright shining stars that illuminated the dark night sky.
General POV:
Arizona and Callie lay on the street for probably 15 minutes until Arizona heard soft snoring from the girl next to her. "Oh, no.. no, no,no,no. Callie! Cal! CALLIOPE!" Arizona yelled at her friend.
"What? I'm up, I'm up." Callie said, while trying to roll over. "Hey, Callie, No. You're not sleeping on the street. We're going up now." She got up and tried to pull Callie up with one hand but failing miserably. She fell directly on her friend who was now wide awake. The looked each other in their deep colored eyes. "I kinda wanna kiss you now." Callie said, getting a weird look from her blonde haired, blue eyed friend. "I'm drunk and sleepy, just ignore me. Come on, we have to sleep; otherwise a car will just drive over us in the morning. Could you imagine that? The newspaper headline would say: 'Car ran over sleeping girls in upper-class neighborhood." Callie pulled her friend up and they ran hand in hand back to Arizona's house and up the stairs to the blonde's room.
The Latina threw herself on the queen sized bed and made herself comfortable in the pillows and sheets.
Arizona cautiously crawled into her bed. "I kinda wanna kiss you now too" she said and rolled onto her side, her back facing her friend. "Good night Calliope"