Ok, here's the story and… Well, I hope you like it. If there are mistakes of any kind, I'm sorry. You know, I'm Italian, so my English isn't the best thing ever
She couldn't help it. CeCe couldn't stop the tears from falling down all over her cheeks. She had tried to be strong. She had tried to pretend she didn't care. She relly had tried. But in that moment, she just wanted to break. All those memories didn't want to leave her alone.
"I'll be right back. I'm going to get my Little Cookie a little cookie!"
"Nothing's too good for the future Mrs. Hessenheffer!"
"I love it when you play hard to get."
"I can't say I'm completely shocked. After all, who can resist this?"
"By the way CeCe, there is a very vicious dog by the name of Porky, looked up in your bedroom right now. So happy birthday!"
The more she thought about that, the more she couldn't stop crying. She missed arguing over stupid stuff. She missed dancing together on Shake It Up: Chicago! She missed those rare compliments. She even missed the insults to her bangs. She missed HIM. She missed that weird and sparkly blond guy more than she would have ever thought.
She had been knowing him since they were so little… She kept telling herself that she was just used to see him aroud but, as she knew, that wasn't the truth. Maybe, day by day, without she noticed it, she had started to care about him. He was part of her life. Sure, an annoying and boring one but still a part of her life. A part that she really, really missed.
When Tinka told them that Gunther was gone, something inside of CeCe fell apart. It was been a while since then but the cut made by that news was only getting worst. It was sad. It was sad that she had realized to care about him only when it was too late.
So? What do you think? R&R!