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    Chapter 2

    ”I’m sorry about tonight.” she whispered into the reverie subsuming the car.

    ”Why are you sorry? It’s not your fault she’s a bitch”.

    ”She wasn’t always like that, she used to be nice. Well..I mean she was nice to me and she helped me figure out who I am.” It was as if she had to justify her relationship to me, honestly, I just wanted her to feel better. Erica wasn’t worth her feeling this downhearted in my opinion.

    ”You don’t have to explain yourself Calliope and you certainly no longer owe it to her to come to her defense. I don’t judge you.”

    ”I know you don’t. Its what I lov- like about our friendship. As unconventional as it might be”. She smirked, the re-emergence of the Calliope Torres I had longed to see all night.”

    ”Me too.” I grinned my natural smile, dimples too. ”You never told me you ended it with her.”

    ”I also never told you my name was Calliope. There’s alot you don’t know about me Arizona Robbins.” At this, she smirked sexily and I felt my heart thump a little faster than was accustomed when speaking to a ’friend’.
    ”I bet the things I don’t know about you are just as perfect as the things I do know.” I smiled genuinely back at her, secretly loving how she lightly blushed and turned to smile out the window again.

    There was a beat of silence again, where the usual equilibrium of our less than traditional friendship restored itself and Calliope smiled that gleaming smile I had grown to admire when it graced her already stunning features.

    ”We still on for Project Saturday?”

    ”Of course.” I replied.

    She made a move to leave the car, but turned back to bore revitalized chocolate depths into mine. Her eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips and back again. I really thought she was going to kiss me, but I was over-zealous. Slowly leaning over the console of the car, she placed a soft but lingering kiss on my cheek. If I wasn’t mistaken it lasted a little longer than most friendly peck’s, but maybe I was over thinking it. After all my senses were invaded with the intoxicating smell of her perfume and her customary coconut shampoo.

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    1. I like this series, and the two girls in particular. is a cute couple together. I only regret not more developed their relationship on the screen (but maybe here) :)
      I like the way you write, I love to see the story on the basis of Arizona’s narrative that you gently link the past with little reference to the present.
      I look forward to the next chapter.

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