I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SHAKE IT UP CHARACTERS OR SHOW. DISNEY DOES. Enjoy :)
Deuce's POV
"I'm sorry, Deucie. I'm just not ready for a long distance relationship. You're a great guy, and I'm sure you'll find someone else," Dina had said as she gave me a kiss on the cheek and climbed into the taxi; the taxi that was taking her away from me... forever.
Her words echoed through my head.
"Deuce, are you okay?"
My head shot up, and I turned to see Rocky looking at me, concerned. "Uh, yeah," I said, "I'm fine."
"Okay," she said, returning to her math test. My eyes grew wide.
Math test?! I had fallen asleep?
I looked up at the clock. Class was almost over. The test was multiple choice, so I circled random answers, and just as I finished the bell rang. I gathered up my stuff and stumbled to the teacher's desk. She looked up at me.
"Hey, Mrs. Malkin... So, do you think I could-"
"Retake your test?" she said, cutting me off. She removed her glasses. "Mr. Martinez, do I look like a woman who rewards students who sleep in my class?"
I sighed. "No, ma'am."
Mrs. Malkin nodded. "Run along, then."
I walked to the door with my head down. Rocky was waiting for me outside.
"Look, Deuce..." she began, "I know Dina moving has been hard for you, but-"
"But what?" I was suddenly angry. "You can't bring her back, can you?"
Rocky just shook her head sadly. "Well, when you're ready to talk, my door's always open.
I felt terrible. "Rocky, wait!" I called as she walked down the hall, but I was too late. She was just trying to be a good friend, and I yelled at her.
Suddenly, CeCe skipped up to me. "Hey, Deuce!" she said cheerily.
"Hi, CeCe," I said.
"Wow. Unenthusisatic much? Hehe, that's one of my vocab words?"
"What is? 'Wow'?" I spat at her.
CeCe stepped back. "What's your deal? Was Dina really that great?" She immediately gasped and covered her mouth. "Deuce, I-"
"You what? This is why I don't like talking to you!"
I stomped away, leaving CeCe standing there guiltily. But no matter how mad I was, I got this weird sense as I left her there. I didn't feel right.
Cece's POV
I couldn't believe I had just said that. I knew how important Dina was to Deuce...
And I hated it.
Dina was my friend, and when I set them up, I did want them together. But that one night...
Deuce had come to my apartment building to see Ty, and I was on the front steps, crying. I had just been told by this guy I went out with, Louis, that I was self-centered and he didn't want to see me again. I had pretended to not understand and agreed that we had nothing in common, but what he said had really hurt me. Not because I cared about him that much, it's just... Was I that horrible?
Deuce saw me and stopped walking. "CeCe, is that you?"
I hid my face. "Go away, Deuce."
He sat down next to me. "Come on. Tell Deuce what's wrong."
I sighed. "I'm an unattractive, conceited, stupid little brat," I said.
"Wow, I've never heard you use a word as long as-"
"Shut up, Deuce," I said harshly, cutting him off.
"Okay, look. I don't know who made you think all that about yourself, but as I've said before, you're amazing. You're funny, beautiful, caring, and any guy would be lucky to have you," Deuce said.
I turned to him, and we both gazed into each other's eyes. He pushed my hair behind my ear, and smiled at me. It felt perfect.
Then the moment ended.
Deuce shot up, and nervously scratched the back of his head. "Um, I gotta, um, go..." he stammered.
A single tear had fallen from my face. Dina was my friend. "How could I do this to her?" I had thought.
Ever since that night, I had seen Deuce in a new light. But he still loved Dina; I could tell. But that way he had looked at me- did he feel something for me too?
Ty's POV
"I'm sorry, Rachel. It just doesn't-"
"Feel right?" Rachel said, finishing my sentence. "Ty, You've said that to two other girls before me. Are you just trying to break hearts?"
"No, I'm just trying to find-"
"The right girl? I've heard it all before. Goodbye, Ty Blue," she said.
I hung my head down. I couldn't describe it; I just didn't feel right when I was with Tiffany. Or Jessica.
I had only felt that beautiful spark for one girl.
Tinka.
I never thought I'd enjoy my date with her. Her brother had to pay me fifty bucks to ask her out, but in the end, she was the one telling me we weren't right for each other.
I turned to see Tinka at her locker. I combed my hair with my fingers and walked up to her.
"Hey, Tinka. 'Sup?"
"Oh, hello. What do you want?" she asked harshly.
"Well, I've been thinking, and... um..."
"I've got to go. Tell me tomorrow, okay?" she said.
I sighed. I knew that deep down, I still liked her. But I guess she got over me a long time ago.