Disclaimer – I don't own Shake It Up!
Author's Note: Dina's little 'good-bye' was a little rushed… sorry. But, there's a reason why.
Chapter One: Question
-CeCe's POV-
"Hey, Flynn, do me a favor,"
"What?"
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM." I commanded. I didn't want him to hear the cuss words coming from this new TV show, called 'I'm Only Sixteen'. Every week, they find a pregnant mother who is only sixteen and spends the week with her. Don't know why I'm addicted, but it's a thing I can't even try out for.
Why? One- I'm not pregnant. Two- it'll interfere with Shake It Up Chicago, and three- because I don't have a boyfriend to get me knocked up.
"I'll hear it through the door anyway!" Flynn yelled as he slammed the door shut. I unclicked the mute button.
The girl of the week, Fiona, was seven months pregnant and they were trying to find her boyfriend who got abducted by his ex. Wow, dramatic... Even for me.
All of a sudden, I heard a knock at my door. "Com' in..." I muttered, not taking my eyes off of the TV as Fiona and the boyfriend's ex fought. Why she is fighting when she's pregnant, I have no idea.
"CECE!" My 'sister', Rocky Blue, yelled at me and waved her hand in front of my face. "C'mon, it's almost time to go to the party!"
"Wha' pa'rty?" I mumbled again, my chin asleep for resting on it. I continued to look at the TV as Rocky sighed and put her hands on her hips.
I looked at her; amazed at the fact that she looked like she could go to a party. She looked really good. "Why are you dressed for a party?" I asked and she rolled her eyes, mouthing the word 'wow' out to my mirror.
"Gary Wilde's son is hosting a party, AND GET DRESSED, because you, me, Deuce, Ty, and all the other fellas are invited."
"RIGHT! Wait- why's Deuce coming?"
"Just get dressed!"
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-Deuce's POV-
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"Hey, Dina-weena..." I muttered into the ear of the girl in front of me. She turned around and gave me a kiss.
"Hey, Deuce-woosie." She muttered back. Hey, as long as she didn't scream that out loud in public, I'm okay with the baby name.
"Listen, you want tickets to plain, old road trip, or tickets to an actual plane, where you can go to Spain?" Not my best, but Dina didn't mind. She kissed me, grabbing the tickets from my pocket, and pushed away, getting further away from me. "What's wrong?" I asked, concerned for the sake of her.
"You're breaking up with me and sending me to SPAIN? Well, whatever, I'm outta here! And I'm taking your worst enemy."
"Who?" I asked, totally forgetting about the first part she said.
"Savannah."
"You wouldn't! Dina, I wasn't breaking up with-"
"NOPE! Too late! And plus, I heard she'll do anything for money..." Dina spun on her heels and walked off.
Okay. What. The. Hell?
Was Dina...? A chick that did girl on girl?
I shudder. Maybe I was just a distraction to her.
But... I am kind of glad she's going to take Savannah, and not one of my actual friends. Like Rocky, or Ty, or... CeCe.
CeCe Jones... The feisty redhead who... Really is bad at everything - except for a few things. But she was obviously smart when she wanted to be, she obviously cares about her friends, and she obviously loves dancing to the point where it's all she talks about! Except for guys.
But girls do that all the time.
But... Something was nagging me. Whenever I first got with Dina, well, before, I told CeCe we're just amigas.
Why do I have a feeling I totally regret saying that?
Oh, that's why:
Speaking of the devil, out stepped Ty, Rocky, and the red riding hood herself, CeCe.
"DEUCE!" Rocky yelled, looking at me. "Why aren't you dressed for the party?"
"I'll just go in this. It's not a fancy party, Rocky," I muttered, "it's a freaking party made for college students." So why are we going? Gary wanted his son to meet us. But why me and Ty; we aren't even on Shake It Up Chicago.
"I know that," She muttered and laughed. She looked down at her pantyhose and immediately raced back into the building, Ty following her. CeCe looked really actually kind of cute. Her red hair was curled, of course, and she was wearing shorts with a flowing shirt that gathered down at the bottom, by her waist. It was held up by two little straps and I could see a little cleavage when she walked over to me. She was wearing Converse, instead of heels, and she was only wearing a star necklace that I gave to her on her fourteenth birthday. She looked like she didn't have any makeup on, but I couldn't see underneath the lamplight. I looked over at the moon and CeCe touched my arm.
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-CeCe's POV-
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"Deuce, are you okay?" I asked, simply and sweetly. I could tell something was wrong.
"CeCe... Do you think Dina's a lesbian?"
"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
Deuce pulled me into a hug, and muttered into my shoulder, "Dina broke up with me and she's taking Savannah to Spain."
"It could be just a friend thing-"
"She said 'and I heard she'll do anything for money'. I mean, I wanted to take her to Spain! That's why I sold a bitch load of tickets for the two... But she obviously took it as a break-up!" Deuce yelled. He was panting a little. I sat him down on the stairs. I wrapped my arms around him and he looked like he was about to cry.
"Deuce, there's other fish in the sea!"
He hesitated a bit before answering back crossly, "Not like her."
"Ah, that's what they always say, though." I said, cocking my head to the side and squeezing him tighter. "You'll soon learn to let go. If it was yours-"
"It'll come back. If it doesn't, it was never yours to begin with," We said together and Deuce flashed his smile at me.
"What if I know that she won't come back?"
I was silent on that one. He put his arms on my waist and hugged me tightly. "What do you mean?"
"I mean... CeCe, will-"
"OKAY! NOW WE'RE READY!" Rocky called and we pushed away. Deuce shot daggers at Rocky and Ty, and I laughed.
What was he going to ask me?