Disclaimer: THIS IS FOR THE WHOLE STORY; I don't own Shake It Up! Or any of its characters. I also don't own Katy Perry's song, Last Friday Night.
A/N: My first song/Shake It Up fic! I am going to start off with the prologue, and then from then on each chapter will be a line(s) in the song, having to do with each character. It will be kind of like the movie The Hangover, because during the last "chorus chapters" they will figure out what happed LAST FRIDAY NIGHT! Reviews greatly appreciated, and guess on what will happen!:)
Not much has changed amongst the set of Shake It Up! Chicago and its cast since eighth grade. Despite the obvious age difference from 13 to 16, everything was pretty much the same. CeCe gets Rocky into all sorts of unimaginable situations. Deuce still refuses to say he can dance, and still refuses to break up with Dina. Ty still hides his true feelings for the Foreign Freak Tinka, while babysitting the surprisingly intelligent Flynn. Gunter and Tinka still dress in sequins and never leave each other's side. One thing definitely has changed though. But they will all that out later.
It was a usual Wednesday. The gang, Rocky, CeCe, Ty and Deuce were all sitting at the Bakery, nibbling on some delectable pastries. None of them were much for planning on the weekend; thus it was on no one's minds. What they were going to find out was that this weekend, they will remember for years.
"How are you going to finish the English project if you are just starting it now, CeCe?" Rocky asked her best friend.
"By not doing it," CeCe said, rolling her eyes as if the answer was easy.
"You're never going to graduate high school if you keep avoiding everything," Deuce put in.
"Oh, and this is coming from Mr. Procrastination. Besides, I'm not worried. I still have all of senior year to make up for it."
"Oh, the year we are supposed to be having fun and living carefree?" Rocky said.
"Yeah, that one. Is it as fun as everyone says, Ty?" CeCe asked.
"Everything and more," Ty exclaimed. "Senior year is AWESOME."
"Fine. Starting… next month I will work harder," CeCe announced.
Everyone except CeCe laughed. Even CeCe herself knew this proclamation was unbelievable. In the middle of the chuckle fest, the Hessenheffer twins walked to their small café table.
"What is so funny, baybees?" Gunter asked; his accent thick and deep.
"Cece wants to work hard!" Deuce blurted out between his laughs.
The twins joined in, louder and jollier than the rest. Out of all of them, Tinka and Gunter seemed to despise the redhead the most.
"That is true comedy!" Tinka spat.
Without knowledge of the others, Tinka and Gunter grab two chairs and heckle along with them, like they were the whole time. At that moment, Dina, Deuce's long-time girlfriend, came up to them. In her purple headphones and pumped up kicks.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Dina asked after the laughter died down.
"Just CeCe being stupid," Deuce explained, much to CeCe's dismay. She showed her emotion by kicking Deuce in the shin. "Ow, CeCe!"
"Whose stupid now, huh Deuce?" CeCe snarled.
Deuce cowered in fear and murmured, "Me."
"That's right."
"So, what's new, Dina?" Rocky offered, lightening the mood again.
"Well, we're having a graduation party for my big brother, Roberto Alejandro Francisco Jesus Garcia. He's graduating from MIT!" Dina boasted.
"Is there an easier way to say your brother's name, perhaps?" Rocky asked gently, not wanting to hurt Dina's feelings.
"We call him Rafe," Dina said. "Anyway, he wants me to bring some friends, to make the party fun for me too. So I want to bring you guys."
"Can we come?" Tinka pleaded with praying hands, along with a nodding Gunter.
"I, uh, guess," Dina shrugged.
"Party!" Gunter shouted.
"Shh, but keep it on the DL. My parents don't know about it."
"Wait, so it will be like a real party?" Rocky asked, a bit apprehensive.
"Yeah. Never been to one?" Dina asked, surprised.
"Well—." CeCe wrapped her hand around Rocky's mouth to shut her up. "Of course we have. We'll be there."
"Alright, cool. I have to go, but the party is Friday at 10. And don't worry, it's not BYOD." With that Dina gives Deuce a peck on the cheek and walks off.
"What the hell does BOYD mean?" Gunter asked.
"Gunter, I don't like it when you swear," Tinka pouted.
"Sorry, Sister Twin."
"It means "'Bring Your Own Drink,'" Deuce explained.
"Have you ever been to a real party before, Deuce?" Rocky asked.
"One that Dina got me invited to. But they kicked me out as soon as I got there. Apparently, people don't like me."
"Couldn't imagine why," CeCe commented under her breath. Gunter nodded at her and they shared a small snicker.
"The question is, are we ready for this?" Rocky jumped in.
"I'm ready for some high schoolish stuff. Shake It Up! Chicago sure takes it out of you. I want the ultimate experience. So, I'm in," CeCe said, placing her hand on the coffee table for others to join.
"I'm a senior. I have to party sometime," Ty said as he slams his hand down on CeCe's. She let out an inaudible whimper from the pain.
"Someone has to watch Ty. If I even make it in," Deuce put his hand on the table too.
"I'll do it," Gunter sets his hand in the center without explanation.
"Someone has to watch Gunter," Tinka sighed as she put her hand on the others'.
Now, everyone looks at Rocky. Rocky whistled as she looked up and pretended not to be involved in the conversation whatsoever.
"Rocky, live a little," Deuce nudged her arm, making Rocky blush a deep crimson.
"Who is going to pick the pieces up when CeCe hurts herself, or someone else?" Gunter laughed. CeCe lowered her eyes at him and turned to her best friend again.
"Please, Rock. I don't want to do this without you," CeCe whispered, using her eyes to plead with. "We have never done anything like this without each other."
Rocky paused a moment, and looked around the table to see her friends, and her frenimies. What could go wrong?
"I'm in," Rocky sighed as she set her hand in the middle. Everyone cheers and were ready to lift their hands in the air, but Rocky stopped them. "On one condition. We have to promise to look out for each other no matter what. Even Tinka and Gunter."
Everyone made their pact, and CeCe and Rocky did their very much hurtful slap swear. They put hands back in, and lift them in the air all at once yelling, "Party!"
As the gang disperses, Gunter and Tinka rushed back to their golden apartment.
"I can't believe you agreed to an American party, Gunter," Tinka scolded. "Haven't you ever seen American Pie? That movie is terrifying. And that isn't even a horror movie in this country!"
"I can't believe you didn't say yes first, Sister Twin. Ty will be there," Gunter taunted in a sing song voice.
"I am over him. And what is your motivation for going? Is it a girl? A boy?" Tinka questioned.
"Tinka! I tell you time and time again I like girls," Gunter said.
"Then what is it?"
"It is a girl. But if I tell you, you'll blow it out of proportion, and you'll blab to her, and it will ruin everything. But she does mean a lot to me, no matter what you might think, or what others might think."
"So, who is it?" asked an eager Tinka.
"CeCe," Gunter whispered.
"WHAT?"
CeCe and Rocky stare up at Cece's bedroom, as thoughts raced through their heads as to what might come, what has, and what is happening right now.
"What are you thinking about?" Rocky asked her best friend, as she turned on her elbow and looked at her.
"Stuff. You?" CeCe countered.
"The same."
"I think I should tell you something," CeCe sighed as she rose from her bed and played about with her make-up that rested on her dresser.
"What? Is everything okay?" Rocky got up too, but didn't leave the bed so she could give CeCe space to think.
"I wasn't going to tell you this, so no judgment," CeCe said.
"You weren't going to tell me? We tell each other everything," Rocky reminded her with a sadness streaked face.
"That's not the point. I'm telling you because I might do something about it at the party. And I want you to still love me."
"Haven't I loved you always no matter what crazy crap you pull," Rocky laughed.
"Don't tell a soul," CeCe said, whipping around to face her friend.
"I promise! Do we need a slap swear?"
CeCe nodded, and the slapped their faces red.
"Ready?" CeCe stalled.
"Yes, CeCe!"
"I, I- like Gunter."
"WHAT?"
Deuce and Ty sit up on the roof of the apartment building, equipped with two lawn chairs, a six pack of Mountain Dew, and comic books.
"I have told you time and time again, break up with her. I'm sick of your rants," Ty pouted when he lost his place for the fourth time in the graphic novel he was reading.
"Last time. I swear. But I can't break up with Dina; we have been together for forever. I- I don't know any different," Deuce complained.
"Then why do you keep saying it?" Ty took a break so he could channel is feminine Deuce voice, "I am desperately in love with someone else, I can't stay with Dina. But I have to." Ty rested the back of his hand on his forehead, and leaned backwards in despair.
"I do!" Deuce yelled in defense.
"You don't have to anything. Except you have to STOP complaining."
"But Ty, this girl is special. I mean, I think about her none stop, all the time."
"And Dina deserves better."
"I know. So does Rocky."
Ty shifted in his seat to look Deuce in the eye. "What does my SISTER have anything to do with THIS?"
"It's her, Ty. I love Rocky."
Ty hid his anger, and turned back to his novel. "You're right. She does deserve better than you. Both of them do."
WOOO for prologues! Review for more chapters! It'll be worth it, I swear!:)
