AN : This is the second background/starter chapter. Again, the story will have a great action plot for those who enjoy action. Stick through this chapter, it gets better. Updates may be slow because of final exams and such. Reviews are appreciated. :D

Chapter 2

I turn around to see my beautiful girlfriend standing with one hand on her hip.

I smile; making sure it's magical and displays my awesome dimples I know she loves, "Hey Calliope."

"Hey. You wanna tell me why you just exploded?"

"The guys were just asking about yesterday. I didn't feel like talk about it though."

Callie walked up closer, inserting herself into my bubble and whispers concernedly, "Are we going to talk about what happened?"

I start to shake my head looking down, "Callie, I don't want to make a big deal of it. Aren't you suppose to be in third period like…" I look at my phone, "Now?! Callie, you're going to miss history."

"Calm down, I'll just be a little late. I saw you standing here and I couldn't resist." She reassured me.

I notice Callie's eyes start at my feet and work their way up until she was looking me in the eyes. She laid her right hand on my hip and stepped even closer to me.

She leaned her head in beside mine, "I'll see after your meeting?"

Butterflies began to form in my stomach, "Yeah, I promised you I would."

She drew back to look me in the eyes again. I put my hand in a matching position on her hip and pulled her closer. Our lips met for a short second only to be interrupted by ringing from the third period bell. I stepped back and motioned my hand in the air.

"Go, you're going to be late."

Callie's face lit up with a bright smile. She turned around and started jogging to history class. I'm not going to lie; I watched her whole trip up the stairs until she disappeared.

"Miss Robbins?"

I jumped around to see the school counselor, Ms. Stevens, with her signature clipboard.

"We should get going now, don't you think?"

I shuffled to stand aside and waved for her to pass, "After you."

Ms. Stevens moved me to fourth period history, putting me in literature for third. This was just fantastic; the only class I had with Callie was gone. She was not going to be happy to hear this.

After my last class, which was now history, I walked to Mr. Webber's office. I sat in the chair of shame placed outside the door. It opened and Webber poked his head out and looked down at me. "Miss Robbins. It's nice to see you came…" he looked at his watch "and right on time. Come in."

He left his door open for me to walk in. "Will you close that behind you Arizona?" I closed the door. "Please, have a seat." I sat. I looked around his office. I've been here before, usually Webber congratulating me on an award or offering me to represent for the school. His desk was covered in files and papers with pen marks all over them. There were sports memorabilia placed on both sides of the wall on his shelves. In-between, he had planning binders and old college text books. It looked casual; his jacket in the corner with his umbrella, a lamp at the corner of his desk, and the two chairs placed in front of him for visitors.

"Arizona, I understand you must have been pretty upset when Mr. Sloan said those words to you. What I'm wanting to know, is if you think things could have been handled differently."

I didn't take time to think my answer over. "No, not at that particular moment sir." I became uncomfortable as he began to write down on a piece of paper. I've always had problems with authority. My father was a very stern Marine and he never liked to play games. I learned to be honest and respectful to my elders. I know that wasn't the answer he was looking for, but I was honest.

"Well…I know this is a sensitive topic. It seems as if Mark was being a bully at the time and mocked a very personal…subject?" I could tell he wasn't used to talking about my sexuality. He continued, "I want you to understand, me and the other teachers are here to help prevent these events from reoccurring. If this was to happen again, which I hope it won't, I want you to be able and talk to me or Ms. Stevens. You're an intelligent student Arizona and I hate to see you in here for these reasons."

I look down to the floor as I shake my head along with what he's saying.

"I'm trusting you. I'm trusting that you can keep things non-violent next time?"

I look him in his eyes, "Yes, sir."

"Good. And know Mark Sloan has had his earful as well. He shouldn't bother you in the future."

"Thank you, sir."

"I'm leaving your parents out of this because I know them and I feel they would torture you more than me. If it does happens again, I have to call them, okay?"

"Yes."

"I guess that's all for now. Have a good afternoon."

"You too Mr. Webber." I get up and exit his office. I feel like I'm about to cry, but I contain it as I walk to my car.

I threw my bag into the back of my car before I got in and shut the door. Grabbing the wheel with both hands, I took a deep breath then started my car. As I drove, I thought to myself, One more year and I would be attending college, hopefully with Callie by my side.

I don't remember how I got there, but I arrived at Callie's house. I pulled right beside her huge Tahoe which was parked behind her father's Thunderbird and sister's BMW. I realized quickly, Callie's family was well off and she got anything she wanted or needed. Her sister, Aria, was the same way. She's two years older than Callie and was currently enrolled at the community college to get credits before she went off to a University. Personally, I think she's trying to suck as much money out of their father as possible.

I knocked on the door and Carlos Torres answered.

"Arizona! Callie said you would be coming. Please, come in."

"Thanks." I walk past him into the house.

"If you want anything to drink or eat, you know where the kitchen is. I haven't fixed dinner yet so get whatever you like."

"I'm not really hunger at the moment, but thanks."

"Alright then. You know where to find her at." He motions up the stairs.

Carlos accepted the fact Callie was interested in girls. In fact, he's the only one out of both sets of parents who is supportive of our relationship. The first time we met, I could sense he was uncomfortable, but he's made up for it. After Callie came out some time in Miami, her parents had a huge argument and split; leading to the move to Seattle.

As I'm walking up the stairs to Callie's room, I pass Aria.

"Hey Arizona. Here to make-out with my little sister again?" She gave me an evil smirk.

I say more forcefully than planned, "Maybe. If you wouldn't interrupt us when I know you know what we're doing."

"Okay, okay. Someone is in a mood today." She threw her hands up at me and continued to walk down the stairs.

Callie's door was hard to miss. It had pink paint on it with various photos of friends, family, and even one of us. Surrounding the pictures were feathers, beads, and stickers. I petted a blue feather on her door like I always do before opening her door. I'm surprised when I walk in to see Callie lying down on her bed talking to Jo Wilson. Jo is one of the closer friends Callie's managed to make and my first high school crush. Her long, brown hair and pink, petite lips were very hot. Sometimes when we talked, I found myself stuttering and going into a stupor; dropping books and tripping over nothing. Callie had almost all of her classes with Jo and often studied together during the week days. Callie tried not to invite her over when she knew I would be there, guess she forgot this time.

Callie sat up right on the bed and looked at me, "Hey, you made it."

"Of course I did."

I walk over to her and bent down, placing a light kiss on her cheek. She grabbed my neck with both hands and pulled be back in to crash our lips together for a stronger kiss. Jo shuffled off the bed and started to grab her things.

Callie broke the kiss and turned around to her. "What are you doing?"

Jo continued to grab her things as she replied, "I'm going to leave so you guys can be alone. I don't want to be a third wheel or anything."

I spoke up, "Jo, you uh…you can stay. I promised my mom I would study, you're welcome to join…I mean if it's okay with Callie…or if you want to go, that's fine too."

Callie started to giggle under her breath. She knew I had a crush on Jo since the first time we went out together because I wasn't able to contain my anxiousness. Callie makes fun of me every time Jo and I are in the same room.

Callie patted my shoulder. "It's whatever you want to do Jo."

Jo looked back and forth between Callie and I. "It's cool, really. You guys study…if you even can."

I speak up, "Why does everyone think Calliope and I can't have a simple study session together? It's possible!"

Callie started to laugh again, "They say that because it's true. When have we ever really studied?"

I stayed silent.

"Exactly. Guess I'll see you later Jo?"

"I'll see you in the morning. Have fun with…whatever you two are going to do."

Jo smiled as she walked up to Callie and gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek. She looked at me, "Arizona..." Jo wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled back, and gave me a peck on the cheek. I blushed and turned my head down towards Callie's lap so Jo hopefully wouldn't see. It wouldn't have mattered anyway, I'm sure Jo has already figured my crush out. She walked out and closed the door behind her. Callie took my hand in both of hers.

"She always gets you so worked up."

"I'm sorry, it's just…" Before I could finish, Callie pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me. She looked into my eyes before she leaned in for a kiss. Our lips began to move together on cue, like we knew what the other was thinking. I laid my hands on her hips and brought her body closer.

Our relationship is new and we try not to let things get of hand. We promised each other in the beginning, we would take this slow.

I pulled back first and removed myself from under my girlfriend. "Callie, I have something to tell you."

She sat back, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pounce like that. I'm just excited to see you and..."

"Callie. Calm down, everything is fine." I put a calm hand on her shoulder.

"Is it about us? What happened yesterday, the meeting today?"

"Ms. Stevens moved me to the fourth period history class." I hang my head in my hands as Callie switches positions and put her hands on my shoulders.

"Well…that's not so bad."

"It's the only class we had together! We barely have time to see each other during the day, now we might not see each other at all!" I jumped off the bed in a fit of frustration.

Callie followed behind me. "We could always make time, Arizona. It's not the end of the world."

I turned around to see her give me a reassuring smile. "I know." My head slightly fell until Callie's hand pushed it back up. "Arizona, everything is going to be fine. You seem really tired. Maybe you should go home and get some rest."

"Yeah, you're probably right. I told my mom I would study though."

Callie let out a deep, grunting giggle. "Like you need to study." She gave me another smile before cupping my face. I could feel the electricity between us. There was something about being close to this chick that lit my heart up. She pulled me in for a soft kiss. "I'll talk to you later?" I smiled back at her, "Yes."

"Promise?"

I grab my bag. "I Promise." I peck her on the lips one more time before walking towards the door.

She crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders. "Bye."

I whisper, "Bye Calliope."

Lying in my bed surrounded my books and notes, I decide to put in my headphones and listen to some music. I lay on back and close my eyes as the melody carries on. Soon, I'm asleep, dreaming of Callie in a sexy army outfit, fighting in the war of 1812.

Wednesday, December 4th

My eyes open and I realize the sun coming in from my window. I pulled out my headphones and sat up to look at my clock. It was 8:30 in the morning?! Shit. I didn't hear my alarm and I was late for school. I hurried to find clothes I could jump into. Why didn't my parents wake me up? Why didn't Callie…Callie. I scrambled to find my phone. I unlocked the screen to see twenty-two missed calls from Calliope. Oh god. She must be pissed. I tap on her number and after one ring, she picks up.

"Arizona?! Oh god! Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay!" She sounded extremely worried.

"Callie, I'm fine. I fell asleep with my headphones in and my parents…"

"Arizona! I thought you were dead or… UGH! Aria is…oh god, Aria is gone! And…Have you seen the news?" She interrupted.

"No, why? What's going on with Aria and why would you think I was…"

"It's so bad! You have to turn on the news…NOW!" She was now screaming at me through the phone. In the distance, I could hear sirens of all kinds go off. What the hell is going on?