I do not own Shake It Up or any of the characters. I don't own this plot, God gave me the words to write and He deserves the glory.

Dedicated to the amazing God, I couldn't write this without Him.

It was almost Thanksgiving. Sixteen year old CeCe Jones woke up to the sound of her alarm clock playing 'Beloved' by Tenth Avenue North. Ever since she became saved, baptized in Jesus Name, and filled with the Holy Ghost, she had fallen in love with that song. She got up and spent time with God, praying and reading His word. Then, she got dressed into a pink top, a black vest that had glittery lining, and a black full skirt. She wore black boots and wore a pink glittery headband. She was hoping that the headband would catch someone's attention.

She headed into the kitchen, where her mom was sitting at the table drinking coffe.

"Morning mom!" She said, cheerfully.

"Morning honey," Georgia Jones greeted her daughter. "Don't you look nice today."

CeCe blushed. "Thanks, I know," She grinned.

Georgia rolled her eyes at her daughter conceitfullness. She cleared her throat, having news that she knew that her daughter probably wouldn't like.

"Listen, CeCe, I ordered a Thanksgiving dinner to be delivered on Thanksgiving day," she began.

"So, we're going to have a good meal this year?" CeCe excitedly interrupted.

"Yes," Georgia replied. "And, I would like to share this blessing that God is giving us".

"So, we can have Rocky's family over for Thanksgiving!" CeCe excitedly said.

"Not Rocky's family, they're going to Nebraska this year." Georgia stated.

CeCe crinkled her nose. Nebraska? What for?

"Actually, I think it would be nice if we invited those twins from your show, Gunther and Tinka and their family?"

CeCe stood from the chair she was sitting on. "What? Gunther and Tinka? But mom, Gunther's my enemy! I'm fine with Tinka."

"Oh CeCe, don't be so dramatic," Georgia sighed.

"We can't invite them," CeCe urged.

"And, why not?" Georgia asked.

CeCe became quiet. She could not tell her mom the real reason she didn't want to invite them.

"Because,"

"We're inviting them and that's final," Georgia said. "I want you to invite them today at your Thanksgiving Party at Shake It up today."

CeCe sighed, "Yes ma'am."

CeCe approached Rocky at the Shake It Up party. They didn't go together because Rocky was helping at the soup kitchen that day.

"Why are you going to Nebraska?" CeCe asked.

Rocky turned to her, "Woah, you have enough sparkles in that headband?"

"What? We wear stuff that has glitter in it all the time," CeCe calmy stated.

"Yes, but nothing that glittery. Did you borrow it from Tinka or something?" Rocky asked.

"No, can't I wear something glittery if I want?" was CeCe's reply.

Rocky just shrugged. Soon, rehearsal started. CeCe waited and waited for Gunther and Tinka to approach her. But, Tinka was the only one to come to CeCe and Rocky, saying things like,

"You can't dance better than that?"

After Gunther had returned from the Old Country, she had return to her old mean self.

CeCe was fed up of Gunther not awknowledging her, so during a break, she approached him. She tapped on him broad shoulder. The tall blond turned to her.

She gave a huge smile and said in fake foreign accent,

"Hello Bay-bee!"

Gunther just frowned and turned away from her.

Finding this odd, CeCe got in front of him and waved her hands.

"Gunther, Gunther, hello Gunther! Remember me? You're enemy?"

But, Gunther just ignored her once more.

CeCe sighed. She was just going to have to come out with it.

"Listen, Gunther, my mom wants to invite you and your family to thanksgiving dinner at six o'clock tomorrow."

Gunther sighed, "No, thank you."

CeCe felt a disappointing pang of hurt. Her face displayed a look of total shock.

"What?"

"I said no thank you," Gunther replied. "I vill not come to your thanksgiving dinner. Tinka and my parents might want to though."

"Well, why aren't you coming?" CeCe asked.

"I do not want to," was the blonde's simple response that broke CeCe's heart.

He then walked away from her. CeCe sighed. She was just going to have to deal with it. The guy of her dreams obvisouly really did not like her at all. She felt hot tears stream down her cheeks, and she could not take it anymore.

She ran, as fast as she could, out of the studio. Gunther turned to watch her go with the most pained look on his face.

It was not like he wanted to ignore her and reject her Thanksgiving offer. But, he felt that it was the best way for him to truly get over her for he knew that there no way that she would ever feel the same way for him. And, he just could not take that kind of heartache any longer.

CeCe opened the door of her apartment. Georgia was sitting on the couch and saw her standing there with tears in her brown hazel eyes. She couldn't stand to see her daughter crying, so she stood up and began walking up to her daughter.

"CeCe, what happened?"

CeCe shook her away.

"I don't want to talk about it," She cried, rushing towards her room and closing the door. She crashed onto her bed and just began to sob. She sobbed so hard that eventually she began to fall asleep.

Hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter! Please review, thank you and God bless.