AN: This is something new, something entirely different and completely different to what and how I usually write. But I think it's refreshing and I want to see where this goes. It is, however, only the prologue, a teaser to see if anyone would be interested.

Prologue

I am standing in front of a shopping window, my two best friends behind me and both have a hand on my shoulder, their proud grins mirroring in the glass. The sight before me is a once in a lifetime moment, something I will never experience again. And with that thought I remind myself to enjoy every minute of it while I can, staring at the book which is displayed behind the glass front. Because it is my book. My first book that is getting published and released today. And that very fact leaves me speechless and I find it hard to breathe.

But the book is not the only thing leaving me breathless. If anyone would have asked me why I stood frozen to the spot, I would have answered that it is because of her, because of the woman standing next to me. The woman of my dreams.

I turn my head to face her and our eyes lock immediately, I know that chocolate brown meets electrifying blue.. „Do you know what this is, baby girl?", she asks the little girl who is in her arms, a spitting image of the gorgeous brunette. The same impressive deep eyes, the hair the exact same color, only just a little bit more curly.

„Mommy", the little girl squeals and claps her hands in delight before reaching out for me. I can feel my heart leap with joy in my chest.

„Yes sunshine, this is Mommy's book. And we are so proud of her", the brunette replies, supporting the girl now with her hip and right arm as her left hand finds mine, squeezing it softly. „I am so proud of you, Arizona", she says with a smile and just as I am about to reply, an ambulance drives by, ripping my thought away from the scene.

Before I can even try to understand what is happening, my vision is blurry and eventually fades away and the next thing I know, I am lying in my bed, my hand finding the alarm – or should I say ambulance – wit well-practiced ease and shutting it up.

„Arizona? Get your butt out of your bed or you'll be late for your first day!", I hear my mother yelling through the closed door of my bedroom, reminding me why I had to set my alarm in the first place.

„Ugh", I growl and pull the blanket over my head, desperately trying to go back to my happy, wonderful dream. But it's useless. If I am not up within the next two minutes, my mother will come barging in with a bucket full of ice cold water, not something I want to have thrown at me right now, or ever again. Getting up, I stretch my hands over my head, waking my sleepy muscles as a hearty yawn escapes my lips. „Welcome to the first day of law school, Arizona", I say to my reflection and then avert my eyes to the poster on the wall next to my mirror. The woman of my dreams is looking back at me. She doesn't know that I exist, but two things are very much clear. One, I am gay, like hella gay, there's no denying. And two, Calliope Torres is the most beautiful, mesmerizing woman I have ever seen.

„Arizona, don't make me come inside", my mother yells again and I bow my head in resignation, knowing that this will be one hell of a day.

My name is Arizona Robbins, I am twenty-three years old and this is the story of how I got the girl.