Oh my God, has it really been over a year since I last updated this story? I'm so sorry! I've had a lot of things happen to me in the past year, and now that things are finally settling down, I'm going to continue. This is my most successful story on here, and there's no way I'd let its fans down. I'm going to do a little time jump here, because I've tried to update this three times and failed after getting half way through the next chapter. I hope you read, review, and enjoy.
Chapter Twenty-One: For the First Time
A month had passed since the new students had called the school their own. Do you want to know what you missed? Well, keep reading.
Callie's mother and father went away for the weekend to celebrate their anniversary and Aria had been spending the night at a friend's house, and the young Latina didn't waste any time taking advantage of opportunity to spend quality time with her forbidden girlfriend. Arizona stayed with Callie Friday night to Sunday morning. Her parents had told Callie that they wouldn't be back until Sunday night, and there the two young girls lay, half naked in Callie's bed, holding each other tightly.
The bright morning sun was peering through Callie's bedroom window as the blonde laid her head on the brunette's shoulder, running her index finger in circles over the dark skin of her shoulder. A happy, dimpled smile appeared on her lips before pressing them into Callie's full ones. Callie let her hand push some of Arizona's blonde curls back behind her ear, and she pulled back to gaze into her deep, blue eyes, "Arizona," Callie paused, scanning her eyes over the pale skin and adorable features of her girlfriend.
"Yes, Calliope?"
"I love you," she replied gently, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Arizona's smile grew even wider and she pressed another kiss to the Latina's mouth before saying, "I love you too."
But before any other words could be exchanged, they heard footsteps. Thud after thud sounded up the stairs and both girls froze. "Aria?" Callie called out in hopes it was her younger sister, but then the bedroom door opened. It was definitely not Aria.
Arizona covered herself with the blankets, as well as Callie. A look of horror and pure shock filled their features and they couldn't utter a single word. Callie's father stared back at them, an expression somewhat matching their own, until his brows relaxed. His face slowly went neutral and the silence was killing both of them.
"Daddy," Callie muttered under her breath, "I-"
"Get out," He said sternly, but quietly, looking Arizona dead in the eyes.
"Daddy, please-"
"Get out of my house, now!" His voice boomed, causing both girls to flinch. Tears of panic filled their eyes as Arizona reached for her clothes at the foot of the bed, holding the sheets around her chest.
"Daddy!" Callie exclaimed, her brows furrowing as she didn't appreciate her father yelling at the girl she loved that way.
"You too," Her father glared at her, and Callie's expression changed all together. A look of brokenness took over, more tears welled up in her eyes, "What?" She asked in a cracked voice as she fought her emotions.
"I want you both out of my house," and that was all he said as he turned to leave the room.
"Daddy," Callie paused, watching her father's retreating figure, "Daddy!" She shouted this time, but he kept walking until he was no longer seen. She just sat there, feeling completely empty. More tears came, and she looked at Arizona, blinking a couple of them out of her eyes and they rolled down her cheeks and soaked up in the sheets below her.
"Calliope," Arizona said in a soft, sympathetic tone.
Callie bit her lower lip and shook her head, wondering if this had really just happened. Letting it sink in a little more, she broke down and cried. She cried long, loud sobs and Arizona rocked her in her arms on Callie's bed, shedding a few tears of her own.
Monday morning when most of the students were in the cafeteria eating breakfast, Meredith got up from her spot beside Derek to go get them some extra napkins. She made her way across the cafeteria when she spotted April Kepner, the new girl she had a couple of classes with. She looked zoned out – more zoned out than she had ever seen a person before. Her doe like eyes were locked onto something, and when she looked in the direction of where April was looking, she found out what, or who, April was so mesmerized by. It had to be Derek, he was the only one at the table April was looking at. With a frown, Meredith grabbed a few napkins then went back to her and Derek's table. She didn't hesitate to take him by the back of his neck and plant a kiss right on his lips.
Derek smiled into the kiss and looked up at her when she pulled away, "Wow. What was that for?" He asked, a smirk forming on his lips.
Meredith glanced over at April, who quickly looked away from the scene before sitting down beside her boyfriend, "Just felt like kissin' you," she said. Derek looked confused as Meredith didn't even look at him – she actually looked pissed and for a moment wondered if it was something he did. He decided to ignore it and finish his breakfast.
"Have you even tried to talk to her yet, George?" Izzie asked in an annoyed tone. All she's heard for the past month is how pretty George thought April Kepner was, and it was getting very, very old.
"Yes," George answered quickly, and Izzie cocked in eyebrow in his direction, "okay no."
"That's what I thought. Look, talking to girls is not that hard. Just say 'hi' to her for crying out loud. Start a conversation," she pushed the doors to the cafeteria open and looked around at all the students as she made her way to the line to get her tray of food. She spotted the timid looking girl at a table across the cafeteria and she pointed to her, "There she is. If you don't go talk to her, I'll tell her to come to you… is that what you want?"
"That will make me look lame," George complained.
"Yes. Yes it will. You have until the end of the day to do it George, and if you don't, I swear to God, I'm doing it," she smirked to herself, picking up a tray of cereal and orange juice.
George released a deep sigh before frowning slightly up at the tall blonde, "Evil," he simply said.
Later that day, before lunch, Izzie went to find Alex. They have been together for a month now, and she was happy again. But she wasn't giving her whole heart to him again just yet, he had to earn that. It was going to take a long time for him to as well. With a smile on her face, she turned the corner and headed outside. Alex had gym, which was in the portable building at the back of the school. But when she turned outside into the cool Seattle air, he found Alex with a redhead. Not Addison this time though. Izzie quickly hid, then peeked around the corner once again. She had him against the wall, leaning into him, and he wasn't doing anything to push her away at all. Izzie felt her blood begin to boil. If only she could hear what they were talking about – or at least could read lips like a pro.
"I have a girlfriend, I've already told you," Alex said, crossing his arms over his chest.
All Reed did was smirk even wider, bringing her face close to his, "And you know that that doesn't both me if it doesn't bother you. Come on, give me a chance," she paused, glancing down at his crotch, "I can do things with my mouth that you'll never forget, if you know what I mean," she grinned and looked back up at him.
He smirked at her, "Not interested."
Izzie groaned and decided not to go kick that redheaded bitch's ass – instead, she turned and went back inside. She'll find her after school hours. She wasn't getting suspended over this.
Making his way to the cafeteria for lunch, Jackson spotted Cristina at her locker. There was something intriguing and so very hot about this girl that he couldn't put her finger on. Maybe it was the way she tried to one up him in class, the way she tried to beat him at everything. And usually, she did. She was badass. And he was confident in his personality and his looks enough so that he walked right up to her and leaned against the locker beside hers, "Hey there."
Cristina looked at him and rolled her eyes, an unamused smirk forming on her lips. Her dark eyes went back to her locker as she searched for her notebook with her test notes inside of it, "What do you want?" She asked, the smirk fading away.
"Your number? Maybe a date after that?" A smirk tugged at his own mouth as he eyed her carefully.
She made a face and stopped what she was doing abruptly to look at him, "You're kidding me, right?"
"You're hot. I'm hot. We'd be hot," he grinned, "what do you say?"
"I say you're full of yourself," Cristina retorted before finally finding her notebook, "and I have a boyfriend," she gave him one last uninterested look before walking away from him, but Jackson jogged up beside her.
"A boyfriend? What's his name?"
"None of your business," she said without giving him another glance and she entered the cafeteria without him.
Jackson just stood there and watched her walk away, but another smirk formed on his lips. He knew he'd get her one of these days.
George had last hour English with April, and she sat at the front of the class in the desk directly in front of George. She's asked him for a few pieces of paper before, and a pen – but that was the only contact that they shared so far. He leaned forward slightly, catching the whiff of strawberry kiwi. It was her hair. It smelled really good. The sound of the last bell ringing made George flinch and April stood from her desk. He knew he had to talk to her before the day ended, or Izzie would talk to her for him, and he really didn't want to be that lame guy. So as the class emptied and April made her way out of the room, George swallowed his uncertainty and fear and followed after her, "Uh, hey… April," he called for her.
She stopped when her name was heard, then turned to find who said it. George let a small smile form on his lips and she stepped toward him, "Yes?" She asked in a soft voice.
George could tell she wasn't interested, and would much rather just leave – or at least that's what he thought – so he just shook his head and looked down at his feet, "N-never mind."
April cocked an eyebrow, then her head, holding her books to her chest, "Okay…" she said slowly, then finally turning around and starting to walk away.
George watched her, and she got a little farther. He closed his eyes and just blurted out the first thing that came to his mind, "I think you're pretty," he said loudly enough for her to hear. His head dropped again, his eyes fixed to the floor. He merely glanced up to see April's head turned and a shy smile on her face – yet she kept on walking. Maybe she was as shy as he was. When she finally turned the corner, George felt a weight was lifted off of his shoulder. But that weight came back when he realized he'd have to see her again tomorrow – and what if she thought something negative toward him. What if she wasn't interested? A groan escaped him as he went to find Izzie.
Izzie was out by the buses, waiting for the redhead that flirted with Alex to pass her by. She was pissed.
"Hey!" She heard George's voice from behind her, and she turned then removed her earrings and put them in his hand.
"Hey, hold these," she said.
A confused expression instantly filled George's features as he looked from the earrings in his hand to the pissed off blonde in front of him, "What's going on?"
"I'm about to kick some ass, that's what's going on?" She said, rolling up her pink sleeves and putting her long, blonde hair into a bun.
"Did I miss something?"
"Nothing important. Just a redheaded skank flirting with Alex outside of the school building at lunch. She had him up against the wall, George. The wall. And now her face is going up against that wall," Izzie's fists tightened into a ball as she looked around the crowd of students outside.
"Izzie-" but before George could get an farther, Izzie spotted Reed. She was walking down the sidewalk to the student parking lot with Charles by her side. Izzie approached the much shorter girl with George following closely behind.
"Hey!" Izzie shouted loudly from behind Reed, and before the redhead was even able to fully turn around – BAM! Izzie threw a punch in other girl's lip and she went falling. Charles caught her before she fell completely, and the redhead pushed herself off of him and lunged forward toward the blonde.
But the guys stepped in as students around them gathered and shouted, instigating a fight. Charles held onto Reed's arms, and George did Izzie's, "Mess with my boyfriend again, and you'll get more of where that came from, bitch!" Izzie said and George struggled to pull her away from the scene.
"Are you crazy?" George scolded his best friend, "You are pregnant, Izzie."
Reed groaned, letting her tongue run over her swelling lip. Blood trickled down her chin and she used that back of her sleeve to wipe it off.
"What was that all about?" Charles asked, watching Izzie and George walk away. He kept a firm grip on Reed until she stopped fighting with him to get away and go kick the blonde's ass.
"Let me go, Charlie!" She wiggled free, dabbing her lip with her sleeve again and looking down at the blood. She turned and headed for the parking lot again, "Let's just go," she scowled, quickly making her way across the street with Charles following behind.
Around ten o'clock that night, Addison and Teddy were at the hotel room Addison saved money to afford for that special occasion. It was the night they were to make love for the first time. Addison had talked to Teddy about this moment, and Teddy told her she was finally ready. But now, sitting in the bathroom of that hotel room, Teddy wasn't so sure. Alone in front of the mirror, Teddy looked at herself wearing nothing but a tank top and boy shorts. She wondered what Addison would be wearing. Probably something really sexy – like lingerie that she bought especially for this. Teddy sucked in a deep breath, then let it out. "You can do this. You like her. You like her a lot – and she likes you. She's into you. Don't mess this up," Teddy told herself aloud in a whisper before rinsing her mouth out with mouth wash, just in case her breath was bad.
Finally, the blonde emerged from the bathroom and looked at Addison who was lying on top of the bed in an over-sized t-shirt, flipping through the channels on the television, "How awesome is this place? I got us the best hotel in Seattle," the redhead said, smirking as she looked in Teddy's direction. Turning the volume down, she leaned over to place to remote on the end table, then patted the other side of the mattress with her hand, "Come here."
Teddy did as she was told, and walked over to the large hotel bed. Her heart was beating hard, and it got even harder as she climbed onto the bed and laid down beside the redhead, "You look really good, Teddy," Addison smiled sincerely down at her girlfriend. Were they girlfriend? Addison didn't even really know. She just knew that she liked her. A lot.
"So do you," Teddy replied timidly.
"Are you okay?" Addison asked as she picked up on Teddy's nervous tone.
Teddy simply nodded her head.
"It's okay to be nervous. I'm kind of nervous myself. I've never done this before either," the redhead paused, laying her head on Teddy's shoulder, "but I'm glad we are. Because… I really like you, Teddy," her pale hand was then placed gently on Teddy's stomach, and she felt the other girl's abdomen tighten. She continued anyway, leaning up to place a kiss on Teddy's lips. Teddy kissed back, just as deeply. Addison's hand trailed down to the hem of Teddy's shirt, then she slipped her fingers underneath the thin fabric of her boy shorts. Teddy's lips stopped. Addison progressed her hand into Teddy's underwear, running her index finger over Teddy's pussy lips.
But that was as far as it went.
Teddy pulled away, "I'm sorry," she said quickly, then she got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. Tears formed in her eyes as she pulled her jeans back on. She didn't even want to leave the bathroom and see the look on Addison's face – but she knew she couldn't stay in there forever no matter how much she'd like to.
Leaving the bathroom and placing her hand on the handle to the hotel room, and turned her head and looked back at a disappointed and confused Addison, "I'm sorry, I just can't…" and with that, her voice cracked and she left the hotel.
Meanwhile, Lexie was lying in Mark's arms at his house which was completely empty once again. It was just the two of them. They were naked, and both completely silent. Lexie ran her hand over Mark's bare chest several times, a content look on both of their faces.
"So?" Mark paused and Lexie lifted her head to look up at him, "How was it?"
Lexie giggled, "Well, I don't have anything to compare it too," she paused, looking down at his chest for a moment before looking into his eyes once again, "but it was nice. You were so gentle, and I thank you for that."
"My pleasure, hot stuff," Mark smirked, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
There was silence again as Lexie rested her head on Mark's chest again. She fiddled with the sheets before finally saying what was on her mind, "Mark…"
He closed his eyes, relaxing against the mattress, "Hm?" He asked, acknowledging her.
"I love you."
He could have sworn he felt himself stop breathing for a moment or two. He wasn't expecting that – and he didn't know if he could say it back. So… he didn't say anything. He forced a smile to form on his face, but didn't open his eyes. He didn't want to know what the expression on her face looked like as he simply kissed the top of her head in response to her confession.
There you go! A nice, long chapter for you. I will hopefully start updating a lot more now! Because I love reading everyone's reviews, so don't forget to do that. WINK WINK.