I stood by locker waiting for Rocky just like any other day. Only it wasn't. It was the first day I would be back in school since... the incident. True Teen Life, a reality TV show, did an episode on Shake it Up! Chicago, the dance show I work at.

I was walking into the walk-in closet, trying to see what the dance routine's outfits this week were. I did this multiple times. I didn't like waiting. Günther Hessenheffer, my frenemy, was in there as well, seeing as he and his sister were just about, if not more, conceited than I was.

Yes, I'll admit it. I'm conceited. But, whatever.

One look at Günther, and I was instantly in love (With his jacket.) Somehow, the True Teen Life people made it look like I was in love with Günther. Yuck!

Just then Günther and Tinka walked into the room, sparkles and all.

"I'm Günther." Günther said throwing his arms out above his head in an angle just like every other day.

'Oh no. Not again' I thought. This got old about the 1st time Günther and Tinka did it, the week after Me and Rocky decided to be best friends. I would never understand the two. Their home country was Merche, but not one person in their messed-up family calls it that. The first and last time I've heard them call it that, was first grade when the teacher asked where they were from. Ever since then, it's been the old country, the old country, the old country. I would never understand them.

"And I'm Tinka." His sister said, mocking his arm movements.

"and we are the Hessenheffers."The two said together. I groaned. They were so irritating.


During Shake It Up rehearsal, Günther walked up to me "So, are we still on for our date, CeCe?"

"For the last time, HELL, NO!" I yelled at him, annoyed at his arrogance. "We are not dating, get that through your damned skull."

"Well, that's rude." He said, sounding genuinely hurt. I rolled my eyes. Stupid Hessenheffers. Rocky snickered.

"How does it feel, dating Günther again." She teased after he stormed off to go wherever exiled Merchian princes go. Ugh, don't remind me, Rocky. I wouldn't even have been dating him the first time if it wasn't for you I thought to myself

"Well, It's better than being protrayed as a diva, by the way, who are you patronizing today?" I retorted. Then realized, I just used a vocab word. I pointed it out, and Rocky handed me the money I get for doing so. "Booyah!"

Rocky rolled her eyes." Come on, if we want to stop at Crusty's we need to leave now."


Once at Crusty's, we headed to the first empty table we saw. Deuce came over to say hi to us, before taking our orders. although, he should know by then what me and Rocky liked for sodas and pizza toppings.

I groaned. Günther and Tinka had just walked in. What in the living hell were they doing here?

"Hello Rocky! Hello CeCe." the twins said, greeting us with a little disdain in their voices.

"What do you two want this time?" I asked, knowing the blonde loonies too well to think they were just being nice.

"Why can't we just be being nice?" Tinka replied, sickly sweet. Oh... as if she doesn't know. I groaned. It was going to be a long, long, long, hellish day.