|You're the one I'm dreaming of
Author: xredSunburstx PM
Arizona and Callie met the first time in High School and both of them know there's a connection, a special feeling they want to give in. But it's harder than they thought and years are passing until they are able to see each other and be together again.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Arizona R. & Callie T. - Chapters: 26 - Words: 99,286 - Reviews: 181 - Favs: 46 - Follows: 53 - Updated: 11-19-10 - Published: 01-19-10 - id: 5679327
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You're the one I'm dreaming of – Part 1
Hey my lovely buddy's from all over the world!
Because 'I'll follow you into the dark" is coming to an end and I enjoyed it so much to write for you and of course I can't live without writing and reading your reviews I thought I'll write something more 'personal', something I experienced in a way and of course something more 'happy'. Now you're sitting there with the mouth drop open like Dana in Season 3 after Tegan&Sara said she's a lesbian and she was on acid. Oh yeah, you don't believe I'm really able to do that, hahahaha….
But in a way, like you already supposed… it's not just happy, but it's something for your heart, and don't we need that?
And I know there are a few 'High School' stories out there in the web, but I just had this idea rushing through my mind like a burning fire which couldn't be extinguished until I shared my thoughts with you and it's a way to work through something and how could it be better than sharing it with the rest of the world and writing a Calzona Fanfic??? And well, I love you being a part of my thoughts.
But I have to tell you one thing before I'm finally starting: I'm living in Germany and I ever lived there since I was born so except for it's not my mother language there's a LOT different in our school systems. I just want to warn you before I start and I try to avoid every kind of mistakes, but I'm not 100% sure, so if there's a mistake, tell me.
But I suppose the people who are attending school are always the same and they'll always be no matter where or when. I guess there'll always be different 'groups'; the 'cool ones' and the 'losers' (oh how much I hate that…) and there are a different kind of people.
So here is a story… a kind of fairytale… and I hope you like it even it's not quiet the same what I did before.
Enjoy it and you know I love to know what's going on in your mind!!!
And by the way, It's Callie's pov!!!
All my best wishes to you!!!
When I look back I remember certain things.
I remember the time I had, the time I spent with my friends hanging around, laughing, spending days without doing anything, just laying on the beach, watching the waves raising and falling down again, building a rhythm that was magical to us. Sometime we sit there for hours, for a whole day, just sitting, talking, swimming, listening to music and enjoying life.
But there has also been a time; there had been days where it wasn't that easy to enjoy life without worrying about your past and your future. Even my friends knew me as a happy, crazy, talk active, bad - ass and funny person there was another person staying in my soul and this person was hard to restrain, hard to banish and so it stayed at the same spot for years.
And all I could do was watching how it grew until there wasn't place for something else.
When I was 17 those dreams started. It has been nightmares which reminded me of the things I'm scared of, of the things I can't have and the things I once had.
I always thought dreams were something treacherous.
Good dreams reveal you the thing you want, you need, your heart is aching for. Bad dreams are just the same, but simply the opposite. And the problem is it won't let you go even you are waking up.
I had a lot of problems to go to sleep, because it was hard for me to stop thinking. I really couldn't stop my mind pacing around where it shouldn't be in the middle of the night. I should have stayed in my bed, but instead I was elsewhere, guided by my heart, my thoughts and the sorrow I put on my shoulders. A weight I just couldn't carry with me without breaking someday.
But there has been someone to help me going my way, to help me finding my way and the first time in my life I felt relieved. I felt how the weight got less and less each day she was with me, until she left me.
The dreams started again; the weight came back, increasing to a point I couldn't go on anymore. But I survived; I got through it, until she got a part of my dreams again weeks ago.
Someday there was her face again; her smile so bright and shining, her eyes, full of honest and love… and passion… for me.
But now when I can't think about something else than her, when I really shouldn't, I try to find a reason, a cause of her entering my life again after so many years I tried to forget her.
And I search for the answer in my dreams.
I search for the answer in my past, where I still live.
Almost 15 years earlier.
2 Months I need to get through this, I tell myself as I'm opening my eyes too early once again. I could sleep another 20 minutes before I need to get up for school, but after a night like this I'm glad to be able to stand finally up leaving the land of my unspoken dreams.
When I'm awake it's harder to be caught by the 'monsters' of my dreams and so I lay there, telling myself holiday's are coming soon and that means endless days and nights spending with my friends at the beach, doing all the things I can't do now because of school.
So I stand up, stretch out my really tired arms and legs and yawn before I collect some cool clothes, because the sun is already shining outside and I guess it's going to be really hot day.
Well, here in Miami it isn't very strange to get hot days. And that's what I love about Miami. The amazing weather!
But there's something I don't love about Miami right now and that's living with my family under one roof. Of course I love them. I guess that's just the way it is. You can't forget or stop loving people even they are hurting you sometimes. It doesn't matter if they are family or friends or the one you felt so deeply and madly in love with. There are some people you have a deep connection with if you want or not.
Oh and there it is, the connection I just can't deny. My brother. In a way I love him too. But things are just too complicated and even I look up to him since I'm a little girl, because he's 5 years older than I am, he makes it hard for me to accept his opinion and to actually love him.
As soon as I'm entering the kitchen he looks up with the usual "I know everything" grin on his face and I wish I wouldn't care about what's going on again and I don't have to wait long before he's telling me why he is in such a good mood this morning. I can hardly say "Good Morning" to him and Mom before he is throwing a mocking comment in my direction that leads to something worse.
"I've talked to your headmaster yesterday…"
Yeah, there are really things you don't want to hear when you are just starting a new day, trying to believe the day is going to be good, because it can't be worse as the day before. But thanks to him it can.
"Just because you already left school, studying, Mr Superbrain. And just because you still have contact with her doesn't mean you can talk to her about my marks and me in general!"
I snap back annoyed.
Oh, how much I hate that look on his face, like he has the power over anything and everyone else are his marionettes.
But with me he likes to play the most with and I bend.
There he continues as he didn't even listen to what I said.
"So… I talked to her about you… there has been interesting things…" he starts again and I give in, with my eyes rolling, so he is finally satisfied.
"How's school going, Callie?" he asks me in a tone and with a smirk that reveals me everything I need to know: He knows everything and that's the worse thing ever.
"That's nothing for you to know…" I reply already angry.
"Well… they are not so good… She asked me what's wrong with you and I told her you have to learn a little bit more, because you're lazy…"
Until now I was able to control myself, but it's too late. I'm angry…. Oh god, I'm more than that.
"What have you done???"
He simply nods and I am absolutely ready to start a fight in the garden like we did when we were younger. Oh, I would shove and kick his ass until he isn't able to walk. God damn.
"You don't have the right to do that!"
I almost scream and let's say it's very hard for me not to punch him in the face directly. Even he would be right with the things he has said he hasn't got THE right to tell her these things exactly. For god's sake he is my brother… As if "We need to be there for each other, because we are brother & sister. Think about it! We are 100% from the same blood".
Yeah, each time he needs me we are from the same blood, but I guess yesterday he simply forget. Just perfect!
And there it is. He stands up as nothing happened and before he is leaving the room again he says in a wiseacre tone.
"Well… You should learn more and dream less…"
I'm almost saying: "Well, brother heart, you're not really interested in me and you are hardly here so stick your comments anywhere but keep them to yourself… You don't know me at all, damn!"
But hey, a simple "Lick my ass idiot!" fits my needs too.
My mother shrieks as she hears it.
Indignities and curses are not welcome under her roof, no she really didn't appreciated them in any way but I couldn't stop myself and I don't regret it. To be honest I'd say it over and over again if I had to.
"Your mother!" He tries to hurt me and smiles. Oh and that one made my mother scream.
"It's your mother too, dumbass…"
I reply before I'm waving both of them goodbye.
Girl, what a good way to start your morning…