If any of you have read Crocs' Review (a Shake It Up story that basically reviews other Shake It Up stories, I recommend reading it to know what stories are worth reading), you'll know what the challenge is. It is to write a story that is unique, and original, as a way of creating less cliché stories. Let's face it, the Shake It Up archive is full of them.

Also, this does not exist in the same world as Scars/Burned. In Scars/Burned, I mention that they are 15, and that Deuce and Dina have broken up. But here, they are 16, and still together, so… I now present to you, the first chapter of Downward Spiral.


As cliché as it sounds, it all started at a party. A party in Chicago, hosted by her father. All his 'connections' had showed up for the occasion, Benny had already scored her a few pairs of headphones to sell at school.

She could feel a pair of ice-blue eyes watching her as she walked around. They belonged to a tall, handsome man of about twenty, with tanned skin and dirty blonde hair. After much indecision, she decided to introduce herself, he was pretty fuckin' cute, after all.

Remember Deuce? Your boyfriend? A voice in the back of her head hisses.

Shut up, what Deuce don't know ain't gonna hurt him.

"Hey. I'm Dina."

"Cameron." he replied, grinning mischievously, "Aren't you a pretty thing. Too pretty for your own good…" she grinned uneasily, he was starting to sound… perverted. Though she probably should've noticed sooner, after all, he had been practically stalking her for the past half hour.

"Hey, Cameron!" A Hispanic guy, closer to her age than Cameron, called out.

"Tony! Where ya been? It's been too long." Cameron replied.

If she had thought Cameron was good-looking…

Tony looked like a taller, stronger, more masculine version of Deuce, sans giant eyebrows. His eyes were deep and soulful, almost hypnotic, Dina could feel them pulling her in.

Remember, you have a boyfriend!

"Hey, I'm Antonio, but you can call me Tony."

"Antonio is fine," she replied slyly, all thoughts of Deuce let go at the sound of his deep, melodic voice, "And I'm Dina."

"So, Dina. Dina Garcia? This your party then?"

"My dad's actually, but close enough."

"What would you say if I offered you a ride somewhere more… exciting. If you know what I mean."


No

I actually

don't know

what you mean.

I have a boyfriend,

so I

should say

no.

I shouldn't

want him

as much I as I

do,

no,

I definitely

shouldn't do

it.

So I don't

know why

I said

yes.


So, if you are not participating in Crocs' challenge, you should check it out, and join! Write well, but not better than me, because I'm in it to win it, baby! (Totally kidding!)

Not making any promises, but the next chapter should be posted soon.

I know its short, but all the chapters will be like this. It's not an accident.