Summary: Over the span of 3 months Callie Torres becomes a teen parent. Her attitude towards life, family, and love changes when she meets the mysterious blonde her parents told her about.

Pairing: Callie Torres & Arizona Robbins

Rating: M.

Disclaimer: I don't own Greys Anatomy and it's characters but I do love the show! :D

Beta: Britt ( Britt_KC on twitter/ illdrownwiththisship on tumblr & fanfic )

Riding and looking around for a parking spot was always a hassle. I hated it and every time I encountered this problem I'd tell myself to come early—much earlier. But it never worked when you have responsibilities of being a parent. Quickly looking in my review mirror I saw a car pull out behind me. Putting a little more pressure on the gas I hoped that no one would get it before me. Making a few quick turns I was back in the isle and pulled into the empty space. Taking a deep breath I turned off my car and grabbed my book bag and got out of my car. Locking my car, hearing it beep twice, I pulled out my cell phone looking at the clock I cursed under my breath; I was going to be late, again. Dammit! I sped up my pace knowing I had to walk towards the end of the campus where the communications building was. Why I just didn't park on the other side of the campus is beyond me I thought to myself.

I heard the final warning bell chime in the distance. I pushed faster with my legs; more like jogged all the way to my class. Finally reaching the door I stopped and bent down, trying to catch my breath. When I was calm I walked in, trying to muster up some confidence that it was okay to be late and that my class plus my teacher wasn't staring at me. I glanced up at my teacher, but my eyes caught Arizona's as she stood off to the side in front of the class. We locked eyes for a second and I internally groaned, surprised that she was here. Karma was a bitch, ready to bite me in the ass. My eyes looked over at my teacher; I couldn't read her face so I just smiled embarrassedly and found my seat in the middle of the classroom. "Calliope it's nice of you to join us on this beautiful day," I heard my teacher say as well as snickers and giggles from my class mates. I felt my cheeks warm up and I knew I was blushing. I bent down and busied myself with getting my class material out of my book bag so I wouldn't have to look at any faces. "Well, like I was saying class this project is important and you all should have at least 20% or all of it done if you started back in September," my teacher continued to talk. I on the other hand was confused, I glanced over at some girls' packet who was sitting next to me; Photojournalism: Master's project. The girl smiled at me as she leaned closer, "Basically you pick a topic and you use photos to tell a story," I nodded my head and watched her turn her attention to our teacher.

I sat there, my heart was racing and it was just one of the consequences I guess you can say for taking 3 months off from school, you are basically behind in everything, no matter how much you try to catch up and believe me I busted my ass off to catch up, but there is always that one assignment that you just never knew existed. I saw my teacher glance at me, "Callie, if you stay after class I can get you caught up." Once again I felt embarrassed and the center of attention again as I felt eyes on me. I tried not to look around but I couldn't help it, my eyes landed on blue ones in the front of the room and she gave me a soft smile and a nod. I tried to lower myself more into my seat, I felt so bad for what I did to her I just wanted to disappear. I shook my head and tried to at least pay attention in class. I clicked my pen open and began to write notes I saw on the blackboard along with the words my professor was saying.

"Alright class, see you Thursday," My teacher shouted over the loud ring of the bell chime. I waited until most of my classmates were gone before I got up and walked towards my teacher who was talking to Arizona. I lingered near her desk, waiting for her to get done speaking to the blond. "See you tomorrow, Arizona," I heard my teacher say. "Mrs. Andrews, can I ask you something?" Arizona asked. My head quickly glanced up when I heard her voice, even though I heard her voice before for some reason I found myself liking the sound of it. I swallowed hard and focused away from the two females. I looked at the clock, relieved to know I wasn't going to be late for my last class, hopefully. "Ms. Torres," I turned towards my teacher as she was walking towards me. "I 'm sorry about being late again, I had a bad morning and I had to help-"I was interrupted when she put her hand up, it reminded me of what Arizona did this morning.

"It's fine just please try to be more watchful of the clock next time," she stated and continued, "I know you were gone when I assigned this project and I really have my doubts that if you were to start It now you can finish by the deadline, its why I assigned this 3 months ago. I know most of my students took that time to slack off but some didn't, however, I do want you to pass my class and I know how hard you have worked to catch up this far in not only my class but your other classes so Ms. Robbins had a rather brilliant idea.." Mrs. Andrews trailed off and I looked around and noticed Arizona was waiting by the back exit, she was texting on her phone. I turned back to Mrs. Andrews as she continued once more, "If you didn't know Ms. Robbins is my student teacher for the next 5 weeks, she is a senior communications major and she offered, if you are up for it that is, to take you under her wing as the subject of her photojournalism project, how does that sound?" she finished and I glanced at Arizona, feelings of nervousness ran through my body.

"How would this help me though?" I asked, "I mean would I be doing the project or not?" My eyes darted at the clock; she needed to let me go before I would be late for class again. "Well, here is the catch, if you allow her to do her project as you being the subject the Dean and I decided that you would have to just write a report on your experience and depending on how in depth and good your report is will depend on your final grade in addition to your other final grades in this class," Mrs. Andrews explained. I nodded my head, I was unsure of my exact role in this plan, what exactly did Arizona want pictures of, but if all I had to do was write a report than that would be okay with me. "Okay, I'm in. "I said. Mrs. Andrews smiled and nodded her head, "good I'll see you Thursday Callie, don't be late!" I chuckled and walked towards the exit.
Before I could leave the class though, Arizona stopped me. "Torres, wait up!" I stopped as she unknowingly and cheerfully skipped to me. "So, you're the student teacher?" I asked with a chuckle. She raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Yes I am. Its fun and I like it and it will help me graduate plus maybe one day I will be a teacher here and I can be annoyed when a student comes into my class late," she trailed off. I nodded internally and then spoke, "I guess I deserve that," I paused for a second, " things are crazy lately, or like always and I'd like to apologize for this morning, I had no right to say those things to you I was mean and I shouldn't have-" Arizona cut me off again with the palm of her hand. "It's okay I understand, Callie, everyone has bad mornings. I was just trying to be friendly, I guess I overstepped." She had the nerve to look guilty which made me feel even worse for what I did.

I sighed looking at the ground. "Here," I saw Arizona pull out a small card. "What is it?" I asked taking the card from her. "A business card, silly," she responded with a chuckle. Her laugh made my stomach tingle. I glanced up at her sparkling happy blue eyes and smiled, "why do you even carry these around? They're pretty outdated," I laughed as I repositioned my bag strap on my shoulder and noticed that I had to leave soon for my next class. "I should get going," I said as Arizona began to talk as well, I realized we just spoke at the same time, "Business cards are a fun and easy way of giving out your phone number," she smiled professionally. I began to worry that maybe I offended her with the quick change in her tone than I saw something else in those blue eyes. I nodded my head with a smile and was about to walk away when she grabbed my arm, I spun around quickly shocked at my own reaction to her touch.

Seeing my surprised expression she quickly let go. We stared at each other for a mere second, I could tell that whatever she was about to do before she couldn't find the nerve now. "I have class..." I trailed off. "Right, okay," Arizona replied. Something bothered me at that moment and then it hit me; she should have my number too. I stood there and began playing with my phone; I saw her smile when she noticed I was adding her number into my contacts. "I guess giving someone I like my business card is kind of outdated," Arizona whispered. My fingers stopped for a split second taking in what she had said, I swallowed to moisten my dry throat as I wrote out a text. Her phone beeped and I smiled, "Yeah, it is pretty outdated but I like it. I texted you so you will have my number, see you around," I said as I turned and walked away wearing a cheery smile.

It felt good to walk towards my next class knowing I wouldn't be late, as soon as I thought that my cell phone rang and I signed deeply. "Callie Torres," I answered. My parents always answered with their name when important people called and I guess I decided it was the right thing to do when I became the parent. "Ms. Torres, this is Principle Crawford I am calling on behave of your brother," he stated and I felt my heart sink, "What's going on? What happened?" I asked feeling panicky. "Well, I'm sorry to report this but Chase got into a fight today with another student, he gave the poor kid a bloody nose, I am afraid to report that I have decided to suspend Chase for a week as well as 2 days of in-school detention when he returns back next week," Mr., Crawford reported.

I bit my lip trying not to scream in the ear of my brother's school principle. "Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes to pick him up, thank you for the call." "You're welcome, Callie, Chase is a smart and wonderful boy and I know he's been through a lot these past few months but if I was to give in and give him any leniency than it wouldn't be fair to the other students so I do apologize and believe it or not this was a hard decision to make," the principle stated. "Thank you sir," I replied all the while internally calling him a stuck up asshole. I closed the phone as we said goodbye and realized I was once late again. I took a deep aggravating breath; I was never going to finish this semester with all my unexcused absences building up! I turned around quickly and began to walk back to my car.

Halfway there I saw Arizona sitting on a bench, she was wearing blue jeans with an over-sized hoodie on, she looked comfy and casual and nothing like what I just witnessed her wearing; she was beautiful. I didn't have time to stop and talk so I pretended not to see her as I walked right past her, feeling the warmth radiating off her form or at least it's what I felt. I inhaled her perfume; I inhaled deeper loving the smell of her aroma.

When I reached the parking spot and unlocked my car and got inside. Before I pulled away I felt my phone vibrate I unlocked my screen and saw a text message:

like I said, I would be annoyed at that student who came into my class late or didn't come to my class at all.. :p Where you heading, Calliope? – A

I stared at the text, realizing she was trying to be funny but I found it offending because obviously even knowing of my situation she just didn't understand. I sighed and shook my head not even bothering to reply as I put my phone down and pulled out of the parking spot and away from my school. The image of Arizona sitting on the bench flashed through my head, my thoughts were all about her blonde hair, it looked so familiar. "Are you going to tell me who the hell is coming?" I asked out loud, then gave a small chuckle. As if my mother could hear what I was asking; how foolish of me to even try. I turned up the radio to block out the thoughts of the woman left at school.

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~Kristin