Cece's Pov
I can't believe Rocky! I thought to myself furiously, Oh Cece you have to do your homework! Cece you have to study for your exams! Who does she think she is! - Okay I may have been over-reacting... - Rocky and I had another fight.
"My best friend's brother is the one for me-" Rocky's ringtone ripped throughout my silent room. Swan diving onto my bed, I snatched up the phone and put it to my ear.
"Yelloo!" I called down the phone,
"Hey, Cece." Came Rocky's not-so-enthusiastic voice down the receiver.
"Hey Rocks, I'm so sorry, I should have listened."
"I'm sorry too..." Rocky's depressing tone mumbled through the receiver.
"Rocks, whats wrong?" I wondered, she'd never sounded this depressed,
"I'm moving..."
Just then, in those two seconds, the phone fell from my still fingers, fell off the bed and hit the floor with a loud 'THUMP'.
I didn't care. My bestfriend was leaving me...
Rocky's Pov
Probably shouldn't have told Cece on the phone... I should've went to her apartment or something. Rocky felt guilty, but then suddenly evil, a sudden desire for scheming. But there's one thing I have to do before I go...
Chat Room
DancingRocks17 - Glitterboy112
DancingRocks17 - Heyyy Gunther! :D
Glitterboy112 - Umm, Hi Rocky?
DancingRocks17 - Chill out, I want to help you! ;)
Glitterboy112 - With what...
DancingRocks17 - Your Cece problem!
Glitterboy112 - What Cece problem? I have no idea what you're talking about!
DancingRocks17 - Oh shush. Meet me at my locker at school today!
-DancingRocks17 has logged off.
Rocky stood up, remotely pleased with herself, grabbed her bag and her brother Ty, who was munching on a piece of toast, and left the apartment eager to see Gunther.
Gunther's Pov
What on earth is Rocky talking about?! I don't like Cece? Well that's what I'm going to tell her. I have no intention of ever doing something about my little 'crush' as Tinka calls it.
Besides, even if I did like Cece, there's no way she'd like me back... Could she?
Cece's Pov
I dragged my uncooperative feet across the kitchen to the couch, where I flopped down unwilling to move.
"Cece!" My mother, Georgia, shrieked, "Why aren't you dressed?!"
"Rocky's moving mom, don't make me get up." I mumbled, pulling myself up into a sitting position.
"I don't ca- Rocky's moving?" Georgia pondered over the word before pulling her motherly instincts back into gear, "Rocky wouldn't want you to act like this, now you have 15 minutes before I drive you to school, with or without make up on."
I felt my mouth form an 'O' shape. With or without make up? Now she's being serious.
I practically ran into my bedroom to get ready, there was no was I was going to school looking like a zombie.
Ty's Pov
Rocky had an evil smirk on her face this morning... Not sure if it was destroying toasty and I's romantic breakfast or if it's something else.
I watched as Cece walked by slowly, Rocky must have told her the news. She turned and smiled at me before running over and jumping on me.
"You're moving?" She yelled, attracting the majority of the hallway's attention.
"Yeah, Ce, I think we should talk more in private..." I muttered, looking pointedly around the hallway.
"Oh... Right, Okay let's go!" Cece stuttered, blushing a bright crimson when she saw where the hallway's attention was focused.
I slipped her hand in mine and pulled her away from the hallway, into the janitors closet.
"Oh Ty, I don't want you to leave." She pouted, twisting her body around to face me.
I looked down at the small girl before running my hand through her red locks.
"Ty.. don't." She sighed and closed her eyes.
"Why not?" I asked her teasingly.
"You're moving!" She shrieked, slapping my hand away from hers, "You'll get my feelings mixed again, I'll be confused and hurt when you leave. We can't do this." She took a small step backwards.
I took a step closer to her,
"Cecelia Jones," I cooed - ignoring Cece's cringe at the name 'Cecelia' - "You are the most beautiful, strong and stubborn girl I have ever met, and I live with Rocky?" I paused, searching her eyes before continuing, "No matter how far away I move, no matter for how long I go, where ever you are, that's my home, that's where I belong."
She looked at me with tears in her eyes. I wasn't sure whether happy or sad until I felt her lips on mine. How such a small girl could kiss with such passion was beyond me. She forced my mouth open and ran her tongue over the roof of my mouth, laughing slightly when she got a moan from me.
She pulled away, keeping her fingers entwined with mine.
"I lov-" I started to say,
"Don't,"She interrupted, closing her eyes - she looked as if I'd slapped her - "Don't say it, don't make it harder for me to let you go."
"But I do, you know that right?"
"I know." I didn't expect her to say it back, it was too hard for her to admit her love after her last boyfriend. He hurt her badly - so I hurt his face - I had never seen her that broken before.
"We can't tell anyone about us." She muttered under her breath.
"I know, they wouldn't understand."
"Rocky, wouldn't understand." Cece pointed out.
"She had that evil look in her eyes this morning, so watch out."
"How's Toasty?" She laughed, knowing me too well.
"He had a burial." I said solemnly, closing my eyes in 'respect'.
"I'm sure your stomach would be a great burial."
I smiled at her, leaned in to kiss her once more, before opening the door and pulling her out. Right into Rocky.