A/N: Hey, guys! This is me with an another story and this time it's something really new for me! First, I write this fic in English as original and second, this fic is femslash, which I never wrote in my whole life. But since I read some ReCe fics, I decided to give it a try.

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A THING, THAT'S NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN: Chapter 1, Too Much Signs

CeCe's POV

"Hey hey hey!" I hear such a familliar greeting from my best friend, Rocky.

I swallow, before I turn around, "Hey, Rockstar! What's on tonight?"

She laughs. I made her laugh. I just realize it after some seconds, smiling like an idiot and feeling like a hero.

"Whatcha smilin' about?" Rocky asks, laying down next to me on my couch.

„Uhh, nothing, just remembered something funny," I lie.

„Mind to tell me, what it is?"

„Just forgot it," I reply, grinning.

„'kay," Rocky shrugs her shoulders and grabs the TV remote. Perfect timing.

I watch my best friend staring at the TV, paying her full attention to it, while my attention is on her. These are the moments I can stare at Rocky, without making it awkward. The thing is, I'm in love with my best friend and the problem is, we're both girls and she's straight. I always thought I'd be straight too, but since I feel my heart fluttering when Rocky's close to me, I know it better. I love everything about this girl: her hair, smelling like cherries, her eyes, sparkling when she's excited, her lips, being so kissable everytime, her body, sexier than every other, her character, kind and caring – I could count endlessly and it wouldn't be enough.

„CeCe, look at that guy! Uhh," Rocky shouts, watching a boy. „Isn't he hot? I wish I could date him, but he's a model and I'm not even allowed to date."

Oh, Rocky, why don't you see, that I'm not interested in this guy or in any other. You're the one I dream about, the one I adore, the one I don't simply crush on, but the one I love with my soul and my heart. Will you ever notice the way I look at you? And if you will, will you ever feel the same way?

„CeCe! Earth to CeCe, wake up!"

„I'm awake, I'm awake! What's up?" I answer quickly.

„Cecelia," she giggles, „Jones, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

„There's nothing wrong with me, why do you ask?"

„Umm, maybe, because I called you for like five minutes and you stared at your lap, smiling. CeCe, you can trust me; I'm your best friend since kindergarten," the brunette girl looked at me softly.

„There's nothing I could tell you, I'm just in love with... someone," I blurted out without intention.

„Even better! Don't we always tell each other about our crushes?" Rocky asks.

„Yeah, but this one is kind of... weird and I don't want anyone to know," I replied.

„C'mon. If you don't want to tell me, who it is, at least tell me, how he's looking like," Rocky begged.

Well, Rocky, that's the point: you expect for me to describe a guy. I don't think I'll ever tell you; you'll think, I'm a weirdo, you'll stop hanging out with me. I can't risk that, I can't risk your company, which is so necessary for me, like air – I would die without it.

Rocky still looks at me, waiting for an answer, but I stand up and turn off the TV.

„I'm not in the mood about love talk, Rocks. I'm tired, gonna get some sleep, if it's okay with you."

„Fine... good night, Ce."

„Good night, Rocks," I reply and feel Rocky's warm body pressing against mine. Wait, she's just hugging me, not more.

„Umm, Ce, you can go sleep now," Rocky giggles nervous and I nod, whispering, „Right" and giggling back.

„Sweet dreams, angel," I fluster, as Rocky dissapears on the way to her appartment. I don't think I'm going to sleep tonight, I'll rather spend the night with daydreaming. In all the time I loved Rocky I dreamt so far, that she's my wife already and we're going to adopt an adorable little girl. Me and Rocky; a thing, that's never going to happen.