"You and perky Robbins are awful friendly."
"Yes Cristina, that's what friends look like. You know, you and Meredith are best friends too."
"Yeah, yeah, you and Robbins aren't like that."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you and her in the bathroom last week. Just the two of you. There was laughing and whispers and longing glances afterward. Oh and then when you guys were watching a movie in your bed the other night and then you pushed her hair out of her face and wiped away her bitch baby tears."
"Cristina!"
"What? Sad movie? The couple didn't get together? Maybe friends wanted to become more but couldn't because one had a boyfriend?"
"Cristina stop. And why are you watching us anyway? That's creepy, and I don't know what you're talking about I'm with Cameron."
"Don't tell me, tell the blonde! It's pretty gutsy what you're doing, but Cameron isn't the brightest boy is he?"
"Wait… Does everyone know that Arizona is gay?"
"Oh this just got so much better. She's really gay?"
"Crap, Cristina you can't tell anyone. Please she just told me last week. Please don't say anything or tell anyone."
"Yeah whatever. You and blondie are totally together though. You should end it with your puppy boy, but do it in the room so I can watch. I'll call Meredith and it could be fun. Oh Arizona should come too! Mmm lesbian drama is always the best I swear."
"I'm glad you're taking so much enjoyment out of my situation, really you should win a best roommate award or something."
She and Arizona are just friends. She's with Cameron and she and Arizona are just really close friends. She and Cameron had drifted apart but that happens in college. How could she be gay? She'd been with men all her life. Cristina was just being stupid and it was a joke. Funny. Ha ha. If it was true she would've known by now. Sure she had thought about it since they met and more as they got to know each other, but that's maybe that was a friend thing. Callie never had female friends before, never had a girl to talk about things with or hangout with. She didn't know how friends acted, but she did know that she felt happy and fluttery when she was with Arizona or even just thought about her. She wouldn't mind holding her hand. Or laying with her and wrapping her arms around her or maybe even stroking her cheek and- *Knock knock*
"Mer Callie's got a secret!" The door opened.
"Sorry to disappoint you Cristina, it's just me. I'd like to hear this secret though."
"This is so not a disappointment." Callie shot her a death glare and Arizona sat next to Callie on her bed.
"Really? Since when?"
Callie's look was starting to scare Cristina and she thought she'd take the hint.
"I'm gunna go find Meredith."
"Yeah I think that's best." Callie was going to kill her later. Cristina practically ran out of the room. Arizona turned her head to face Callie.
"So what's this secret?"
"It's not a secret, its Cristina messing with me."
"Truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to tell me about it."
"You think you're so cute don't you?"
"I'm not cute, I'm hot, and you're trying to stall."
"It's stupid. It's, Cristina made a comment that we were together. I didn't tell her what you told me last week, well I did after, but before she really knew she thought we were hooking up or whatever like in the bathroom last week."
"Oh."
"I'm sorry I told her, it was just that she was talking about it out of nowhere so I just asked if she knew and now she does, and I'm really sorry. Shit. I made you uncomfortable, I can see it on your face, just forget it."
"Calliope it's okay. I'm not in the closet or anything and maybe Mark will find out and stop staring at my boobs."
Callie laughed and released her nerves. Arizona could always make her feel better.
"Sorry but Mark will never stop that. It doesn't matter if the boobs are lady loving boobs, they're still great boobs."
Callie didn't know why she said it. She didn't want to give Arizona mixed signals and she didn't want to experiment with Arizona if she did at all because Arizona deserved more than that. She just couldn't stop thinking about her body and what it would be like to be with her in that way. Damn Cristina. She just had to brush it off. Arizona blushed at the compliment but wrote it off as being due to an awkward situation.
"Did you still want to hang out today? If not I totally understand."
"Cameron wants us to spend time together since he doesn't have practice today, but how about we go out tonight? We can go to a club you might like more than the ones close by."
"Calliope Torres, are you suggesting we go to a lesbian bar? Because I'm fairly certain Cameron won't be let in."
"Cameron wouldn't come, I'll cut our time and just we could go."
"Oh my god. You're actually serious."
"It could be fun! I could be your wing woman. C'mon I promise we'll have fun."
"Fine! But I'm sure Teddy will want to come."
"Oh is Teddy-"
"No, but she would take me to gay bars even in high school. She said she was trying to get me a hookup, but I think she liked all the attention she got, and free drinks."
"Good. Come to my room around ten to help me pick out an outfit."
Callie had already started trying on outfits when Arizona came into her room. Right now she was in a short, tight, red dress. Arizona just laughed as she walking into Callie's room.
"Why are you laughing? I look hot!"
"Did you forget where we're going?"
"Would you prefer I wear sweats?"
"No, but that dress has 'finger fuck me' written all over it."
Callie's jaw dropped and eyes widened, shocked at Arizona's language.
"I don't mean to be crass and barbaric, but I also don't want you to be uncomfortable fighting off girls the whole night. A dress, especially one that short, shows off way too much. Wear jeans and that off the shoulder black shirt. You'll still look super-hot without giving anyone the wrong idea."
"What would I do without you?"
"Go to straight bars with your boyfriend probably."
"True. This will be fun though."
"We'll see. Just get dressed, in the outfit I said, and come up to my room when you're done. I need to get ready."
When Callie was done getting ready she went down to Arizona's room. She went in to find Arizona with her long hair straightened, a few pieces pulled back and clipped in the back, some long bang pieces framing her face on each side. Her makeup was soft, intensifying her eyes and making her pink lips look impossibly soft. She was wearing dangling silver earrings that matched with her black dress. The tight black dress clung to her body in all the right places. The plunging neckline left mer middle open to a couple inches below her breasts and the cut was matched in the bac. It was loose fitting fabric until it got to her hips; then it was stretched impossible tight across her, down to her thighs. Down her gorgeous legs and on her feet, metallic detailed pumps. Callie's breathing hitched as she looked her up and down and up again. Arizona finished some small final touches and met Callie's open mouthed stare with a questioning expression.
"You cannot wear that. You wouldn't let me wear a dress because you said-."
Arizona pursed her and looked around the room avoiding eye contact. Callie raised one eyebrow at her.
"Oh…Alright."
Arizona laughed when she heard Callie's playful tone. Teddy came in just then and they relaxed and had a few drinks before they went to the club. They got drinks at the bar and Callie and Arizona went to dance while Teddy hung back at the able. After a couple songs a petite brunette came over and started dancing with Arizona. Callie bowed out and with a smirk left Arizona to go sit with Teddy. They talked a little bit but Teddy didn't say much since she knew Callie wasn't paying attention; Callie was just staring at Arizona and would take a shot when Arizona would get really close and touch the other woman.
"She's pretty huh?"
"She's beautiful."
Callie took another shot and went to the bathroom. When she checked and found that she was alone she let out a deep breath. She paced back and forth trying to figure out what she was thinking and feeling. Arizona had looked over while she was dancing in time to see Callie hurry off to the bathroom. She excused herself and left the girl she was dancing with and followed Callie. When Arizona walking in she found Callie leaning over a sink fixing her makeup in the mirror.
"Calliope?"
Callie turned around and leaned back against the sink when Arizona took a step closer.
"I'm fine. You should go back out there and dance with that girl. I think she likes you."
"Hey. Look at me. It's just you and me. What's wrong?"
Callie didn't say anything.
"The way I see it, you have two choices. We could stay in this charming, dirty bathroom, you tell me what's bothering you, we fix it or work it out, and then we go back out dance and have fun….Or, you stay silent and upset, in this gay bar public bathroom, and I go back out there and dance with Julie some more. Which isn't really a great option for me either because I'll be worrying about you; and I don't want to have to worry about you. I want to dance and have a great night with you. So what's it gunna be? Dirty bathroom, upset, by yourself, or just talking about whatever it is and then enjoying the rest of our night?"
Arizona cocked her head to the side, looking at Callie disappointedly when she got no response, and turned to leave when Callie finally spoke.
"Arizona wait." Callie's voice was weak and it came out as a whimpering plea. Arizona turned around but didn't move towards her. Callie stood up and looked Arizona in the eye.
"I don't know what it is, I just know that I don't really want you to go back out there and dance with that girl again."
Arizona took a step closer.
"Come dance with us. You didn't have to leave."
Callie's insecurity was replaced with frustration.
"No Arizona. I don't want to dance with that girl and I don't want you to. I don't want you to touch her, and I don't want her to rub her hands all over you. I couldn't watch anymore. I couldn't see her kiss you."
Arizona matched Callie's anger.
"I'm confused. Am I missing something? Are you like a secret homophobe or something? Because this was your idea."
Their voices were increasing and now reached a yell.
"How could you even ask me that?"
"You've been amazing since I told you, you've acted a little weird since then, but adjustment I get that, but now? What? Is it just too real for you to handle?"
"I can handle it all just fine."
"Clearly not! You should've just stayed in your perfect little world with your adoring high school sweetheart boyfriend and left my sexual preference out of it."
Callie calmed her voice down.
"I'm glad you told me."
"Well I'm not! I thought you were accepting. I thought yo could handle me being with a girl, but clearly I'm not as good a judge of character as I thought."
Callie was suddenly pissed off all over again.
"You don't get to make me out to be some monster just because I don't want you to touch and kiss someone. It's not because Julie and all the other people out there looking at you like they want you are girls. And it's not that I can't handle you being with a girl. What I can't handle is the thought of you being with anyone else when all I can think about is being with you!"
They both stood there completely still. Arizona took a step back and shook her head slightly from side to side.
"Arizona?"
"We're friends. You're with Cameron. You're straight! No. No. You're drunk and you think you want this but you don't really. You'll wake up and never talk to me again and you're one of my best friends and I'm losing that."
"Don't you think I've thought about all of that? I didn't want this to happen. I didn't know I could feel like this, but we can figure it out."
"This isn't something you can figure out with someone. I don't know how you're feeling and I'm not going to push you in one way or another. You need to figure it out on your own. I'm sorry."
Before Callie had the chance to say anything else Arizona turned and left.