After reading the corny summary, I see you've come to read my story. I'd just like to point out, I'm a bit rusty on the writing thing, after an incident with my last account here, I had quit writing for a while, but I have taken an attept to writing some more. Last time I had some haters hating on my stories, and I didn't like it. So if you don't like, don't read.

CeCe's POV

It had been a pretty crazy year, and English class wasn't the same without Rocky. I pushed my bangs behind my ear.

"Pssst! CeCe," Deuce whispered.

I ignored him, but Deuce is persistent. Eventually, I gave in.

"WHAT?" I loudly whispered.

"I'm really sorry," he apologized.

I rolled my eyes. "If you were really sorry, you'd fess up."

"You know I can't do that, I'd end up-"

"-in the same position Tinka and Rocky are in?" I put words into his mouth.

The bell rang and before Deuce could reply, I hurried out of the class to the cafeteria.

Lunch was another thing that wasn't the same without Rocky, along with Butter Pecan Ice cream and watching Real Housewives of New Jersey. But most of all was the show. Shake It Up Chicago, the show she and I danced on last year before she left, was one of the best things to happen to us. But things went tragically wrong just a year ago….putting Rocky off the show forever.

"CeCe?" Nelly Peterson snapped me out of remembrance.

"Huh? Oh, hey Nelly," I greeted. I noticed she had a tall, blonde boy with her…a boy I hardly recognized. "Gunther?"

"Hey," Gunther spoke…normally? He wasn't dressed in besparkled attire and was talking without an accent. What happened? Had I been in my shut down depressed state long enough for Gunther to become normal without Tinka?

"What's going on here?" I asked.

"Gunther here is going through the same thing you are, CeCe, and I think the only way for you two to work out your best friend withdraws, is to work it out together." Nelly pushed Gunther into a chair and ran off.

"Um…Gunther…ever since the-"

"Incident?" he suggested.

"-Yes, incident, happened, I've found out that Rocky and Tinka didn't really-"

"Aye! What up?" Deuce plopped into the seat next to me.

"Um….aye Deuce, nothing much. What up with you, man?" Gunther asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted to hang with my girl," he said putting his arm around me.

Ms. Finch walked to our table and cleared her throat. Deuce retracted his hand.

Gunter's POVI felt a little uncomfortable in this position. I was actually having no problem finding my way with out Tinka, I was actually better off without her. But I just wanted to go out with CeCe, something Tinka never allowed me to do. I felt like a third wheel, as I was about to leave, CeCe surprised me.

"We are not dating, Deuce, never have, never will," CeCe nearly screamed.

"So you're ashamed to be dating me?" he asked. "You hurt me so deep."

"You're such an idiot, we were never dating, get away from me," she pushed him out of the chair.

"Y-y-you two were never dating?" I asked.

All of the sudden, Ty plopped down in the seat Deuce had sat in before.

"Aye man!" we fist bumped.

"Hey," I greeted.

"What's up, CeCe?" he asked.

CeCe nodded.

"Still quiet as ever….well as she has been since…." he stopped himself.

"The incident?" she suggested. "Listen, if you guys would like, we could discuss this matter over hot chocolate at my place tonight."

"Totally, I'm up for it," I told her.

"Yeah, okay. Say…8ish?" Ty suggested.

"Great," she agreed.

Ty's POV

Gunther, CeCe and I were sitting on her couch when her mother handed us some hot chocolate.

"Okay," CeCe's Mom sat down in a nearby chair. "What's this about?"

"Guys, I found some evidence that Tinka and Rocky were innocent….that it was Deuce. I have nothing against the boy, I just want Rocky back…things are just not the same without her," CeCe explained.

"What?" I exclaimed. "That's good…but bad…..Deuce is my friend but Rocky is my sister…."

"I don't like the sound of this, what kind of evidence did you find?" Gunther asked.

"Okay, I went back to the store after the fire and found this…" she pulled out a red and black jacket. "Deuce's jacket. Have you noticed he's been running around all winter without a jacket? And then I found a

bunch of business cards and we all know Deuce keeps up with plenty of business cards."

"That jacket…isn't it the one he gave to Rocky the night of the….incident? You remember? They were dating before she went away," Gunther stated.

"What are you insinuating?" I asked. "My sister would do something like this? Like your sister was any more innocent!"

"Stop!" CeCe's mom yelled. "We all know both Tinka and Rocky are innocent, now let's not get fighting and forget that we're trying to prove their innocence."

"Mom's right, guys. We needn't loose sight of the big picture," CeCe agreed. "Now we need more than just this to prove they are innocent."

Deuce's POV

It was the strangest thing. I was just listening to Lady Gaga, when CeCe came around the block.

"Deuce! Hey! Deuce!" she called for me to come to her.

"Hey, CeCe!" I called back, running to her. "What's up?"

"Nothing, I was just missing you," she answered, hugging me tightly.

"But you said you wanted me to get away from you," I replied.

She let go of me and took a step back. "I did no such thing. I think maybe you're sick." She felt my forehead.

"Um…maybe I imagined it?" I suggested.

CeCe's POV

I was ready to kill Ty. It was such a stupid idea.

"Deuce, I've always been crazy for you, that's why…" I nearly choked on tears, but held back. "…why I'm glad Rocky's gone, I can have you for myself."

He smiled. "Maybe we should get a room."

I nearly cried. "Not now. I've got to go. Plenty of homework, but I love you Deuce, good bye."

I ran the other way from Deuce, letting few silent tears drop. I rushed home as fast as I could. When I got through the door, though, I thumped into Gunther, and fell back on the floor.

"I'm sorry," I apologized.

"Hey, it's okay," he said, helping me up. "Your mom was called to work and Ty had to get home."

"Oh. Well…I pick pocketed him.," I told him.

"You pick pocketed him? Nice," he complimented.

"Yeah, and I found this," I showed him the key. "It's to his house. We can break in without breaking in."

He smiled. "You're a genius."

"We'll have Rocky and Tinka out before you can say Sputnik." I put the key back in my pocket.

"CeCe, I don't really want Tinka back…I was sort of hoping…maybe….you and I could…" He sighed.

"It's funny, Gunther, I was sort of hoping the same thing…" I blushed.

He kissed my cheek. "I've got to go, but can I walk you to school tomorrow?"

I nodded.

He smiled. "See you in the morning."