Special thanks to God for without Him, I'd be nothing.
I know that WhiteFlag01 is doing a story like this, but I want to do my own version of Remember Me with Gunther in it. I want to write a story of
CeCe having amnesia and not remembering Gunther.
Sixteen year old CeCe Jones put sandwiches in a plastic bag and then in her dance bag when her best friend Rocky Blue came up to
her.
"Let me guess, your mom's working the late shift and it's your responsibility to make lunch for Flynn?" she said knowingly. CeCe was so
predictable. CeCe looked at her.
"And do the shopping," she replied. Suddenly realization hit her. "Oh, I got to get milk," She turned to the mini fridge, and grabbed a
carton of milk and put it in her bag just in time for Gary Wilde the producer/host of Shake It Up Chicago to come and see.
"CeCe, stop stealing food. This isn't a charity," he scolded her. "But, you know what is charity? Charity!" He put his finger in the air for
emphasis. "Shake It Up Cares is hosting a fashion show for Children's hospital of Chicago. The top fashion designers have been guilted in being
in it, and your all going to be in it." H e pointed at the two girls in front of him. CeCe's mouth widened and she turned to her best friend.
"That is so exciting!" she gasped. "I get to be a model."
Tinka Hessenheffer, who was on a chair behind them held up her hand and spoke up.
"Uh, before I agree to sashay down the walk of cats, I demand final approval on anything I wear," she demanded with a heavy foreign
accent. Gary looked at her and said,
"Not going to happen,"
"Alright, you talked me into it, I'm in!" Tinka said, easily persuaded. CeCe and Rocky looked at each other and shook their heads.
Rocky and CeCe were in CeCe's apartment pretending as if they were at the fashion show wearing their dresses. Rocky was holding
up her pink dress that had feathers on the end (which were actually at the top because she was holding it upside down) while CeCe was
pretending to announce for her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, serving up a plate of fashion fabulous with a heaping side of mmm-kay, Rocky 'Rockin' It' Blue" CeCe then
grabbed her dress so she could walk down with it held up against her as Rocky announced for her.
"And crushing it on the runway, we have CeCe 'Don't You Wish You Were Me-Me' Jones!" She snapped her fingers in emphasis. CeCe
ran back to Rocky and they both laughed.
"We look awe-some," they exclaimed at the same time.
"Hey Rocky, you know what would go great with these designer dresses?" CeCe asked. She looked at her best friend and exclaimed,
"Designer shoes!" Rocky squealed as they both ran to the boxes of shoes on a red covered table.
"I think I'm in love," the two girls sighed at the same time. They walked to the wooden table to look at their shoes. Rocky got a good
look of CeCe's hot pink really high heels and said,
"Woah, they do know you have to walk in this fashion show, don't they? Why would they give you those shoes?" Rocky extended her
hand out in emphasis.
"Because I begged them to," CeCe said, putting on one pink shoe. She looked at Rocky. "Aren't they amazing?"
"Yeah, they are," Rocky said, sarcastically, looking down at CeCe. "They look like a hot pink Eifel Tower." CeCe began to put on the
other shoe.
"CeCe, you can't walk in those!" Rocky scoffed.
"Rocky, I have never met a pair of shoes that I couldn't walk in," CeCe told the brunette. She stood up, followed by Rocky,
"See," She told Rocky, as she tried to walk across the living room. But, as she took one step she began to lean backwards.
"Woah!" Rocky immediately caught her.
"Impossible to walk in shoes, meet CeCe, CeCe, meet impossible to walk in shoes," Rocky said with attitude as she helped CeCe
stand back up. But, CeCe began to lean the other way.
"Going this way, going this way," She warned.
"Woah," Rocky said as she went to catch her.
Rocky and CeCe were backstage of the fashion show, waiting for Tinka Hessenheffer to come out of hiding. Rocky sighed
as she fiddled with her uncomfortable dress.
"Ah! Tinka, come'on, the fashion show's about to start," she said as she threw her hands in frustration. Tinka was behind a rack of
clothing, looking rather embarrassed. She slowly walked out wearing a plain white dress with a plain white hat and plain white shoes.
"Oh-ho-ho" she whined.
"You look great!" CeCe enthusiastically said. "What's wrong with it?"
"Oh! Please, white on white?" Tinka squealed. She put her hand on her arm to show off the white and then threw her hands down in
frustration. "I've seen rice with more style!" CeCe began to stumble in her shoes. Rocky looked towards her.
"CeCe are you sure you can walk in those heels?" she asked her. CeCe put her hands on her hips and held her head high.
"Yup, absolutely," She answered.
"Are you sure the high altitude isn't clouding your judgement?" Rocky asked with sarcasm.
"Rocky, I practiced all day I'm fine," the redhead assured her. But then, she started stumbling again. It got so bad that she had to hold
onto a vanity table.
"You look like a tree on a windy day," remarked Tinka. She smiled and turned to Rocky. "Hey, if a CeCe falls in the woods and no one
is around to hear it, is it still okay to laugh?" she laughed. CeCe looked at her unamused.
"You know what's not funny," Rocky said. "This dress, it's totally uncomfortable." She tugged on her dress.
"Umm Rocky?" CeCe said, trying to call to her attention. "I think it's upside down," she moved her hands in emphasis, "And
backwards." She tilted her head.
"Great," Rocky threw her hand down in frustration. She looked at her tag. "So the designer's name isn't Dry Clean Only?" She turned
around to fix her dress. Tinka slumped her shoulder and let her arms droop beside her. Then she held them up above her and walked towards
her redhead frenemy, CeCe.
"Well, even backwards and upside down, her dress is better than mine," she turned to her side. Then she turned back to CeCe. "If only
I had a pop of color!" She exclaimed holding her hands out in emphasis. CeCe pulled her lipstick out, which didn't go unnoticed by Tinka, who
gasped and took the tube away from her, causing the red head to turn to her confused.
"Hmm," Tinka hummed, looking at the tube of lipstick. "Just what the fashion doctor ordered." She slid the pink lipstick down her white
dress in a line and then held it up to her face. "Me likey!" she smiled evily. I hope CeCe does not plan to wear that lipstick again.
The fashion show was going on, a brunette wearing a lime green dress with black polka dots strutted down the runway to applause
and the flashes of cameras. As she was leaving, and it was Rocky's turn to strut the runway, Gary Wilde began to announce,
"This is Rocky Blue showing off the world's most versatile outfit. Perfect for taking the SAT's, wearing to your sister's wedding, or just
lounging around on a lazy Sunday." He then looked down at his cards confused. He looked behind him and whispered, "Do I have the right cards?"
Now, it was CeCe's turn to strut down the aisle, or at least attempt to anyways.
"And, here's CeCe Jones," Gary announced as CeCe waved. "Wearing a dress by Kiki Yomaki Suzuki Tukishura," CeCe walked to
the edge waving and then turned. What she didn't realize was that there was someone in the audience, who had come to see her and Tinka in
the fashion show. And, boy, did she look beautiful in her sparkly blue dress, though he was concerned with how high her heels were. Could she
walk in them? Gary continued,
"Or as her friends call her, 'Hey You'." CeCe walked quickly down the runway, trying not to fall down in her shoes, causing the person in
the audience to worry even more.
"Next, we have Tinka Hessenheffer wearing Robaire Lotaire," Gary announced. "Critics adore his stark white simplicity..." Tinka then
strutted down the runway her formally plain white outfit now decorated in colorful spots. The mysterious person in the audience smirked at
Tinka's predictability. The audience burst into an applause. Gary was confused.
"But, who needs the approval of critics when it's clearly a crowd pleaser?" Tinka posed and then strutted down the runway.
"And now, let's see all the models one more time for the grand finale! Alright give it up!" he applauded along with the crowd.
Two girls, the brunette in the green and black polka dot dress and a blonde in a blue dress strutted down the aisle first. Then came
Rocky with CeCe stumbling in behind her along with Tinka and the other girls. 'Shake It Up' began to play as the girls started to dance while
CeCe struggled along. The first two girls went to the end the turned back, and then Tinka did the same. Rocky started to go as CeCe went up
to her.
"I did it! I did it!" She exclaimed excitedly. She started to walk down the end of the runway where she fell of the stage.
"Whoa!" Rocky, who was at the other side of the stage, caught sight of this and exclaimed.
"CeCe!" She and Tinka ran towards the front of the stage.
"Model down!" Tinka yelled. Shocked and worried, the mysterious attendee jumped from his seat and shuffled past the audience
towards CeCe. He immediately checked her pulse and stroked her pulse.
"CeCe, are you okay?" he asked. Rocky looked down shocked. She recognized that foreign accent anywhere.
"Gunther?"
There it is. Hope you guys like it. I know it is mostly from the actual episode but later it will become my own story just you wait and see.
And, yes I got permission from WhiteFlag01 to do this, and I'm going to make it my own. If you don't like it or you think I am copying too much
please let me know. God bless He loves you.