Eppppppp I have 142 subscribers. Thank you so freakin much. x3 I just saw it. ---------------------------------- "Dad. I don’t like her." It was all Arizona's lips could leave. When her father was always talking about his love of his life she imagined someone else. Sure, the look fit but she didn't thought it would be such an ice cold dressed up woman who didn't even care. Arizona knew she couldn't say it that way and the silence the whole drive home proved why. "She didn't used to be like this. She used to be caring and outgoing and all. Arizona,..." Nick couldn't listen to his own words. He was defending her in front of his own daughter. There was something he always tried to turn off and never could. Caring about Selena. "I didn't know you are working with her. You never told me. Miley could have said something when I was about to go in your office." Arizona was in her own thoughts. Without even looking she left her bag somewhere. "Chocolate or Vanilla?" She shouted while getting to the fridge. It was tradition to stuff themselves with ice cream when something horrible or special happened. Arizona still tried to decide if it was horrible or special. "Chocolate." Nick simply answered while getting into his room. He hated his tux. He wanted comfortable clothes right now. Quickly he searched for some sweat pants and a shirt before getting back in the living room where he could already find his daughter on the sofa. He chuckled when he saw her getting the frozen ice with <b>...</b>