Hey, this is my first Shake It Up three-shot, I hope you like it. CC is okay, and warning: the next couple chapters are going to gt a little dark.

Chapter 1

Rocky P.O.V

Life sucks.

I always thought friends were forever. Cece and I have proven that. Friends have always been apart of our lives. They're the thing that knits people all together. When you find the friends that bug you so much you feel like throwing up, that's kinda how you know that those are your real friends. The thing that makes friends so special is that no matter how much they bug you, you're stuck with them forever.

At least that's what I thought.

Two months ago, Cece's mom gave me a panicked call in the middle of the night. Cece wasn't in her room. When the police found her, she was sitting outside the school, and was pretty shaken up. Cece said nothing at the interview, and since there was nothing physically wrong with her, she was let go with no further questions.

A couple days later, Logan had taken Cece out on a date. She dumped him, pulling the "It's not working out," card. No once figured out why Cece did it, not even I could pry it out of her. After that, Cece avoided all of us, Deuce, Dina, Gunther Tinka and Ty, even Logan and I. She became more distant with everyone. Students, teachers, family. No once could figure out what was wrong with her. Logan and I tried to get the school counselor to talk to her, but without Cece going for help herself, it was hopeless.

By now, we've all given up hope.

It was an ordinary Monday. No one would look twice at a sad group of teenagers, Monday's suck. But our reason of sadness was different.

Cece.

I gotta say, Mark really helped me through all of this. We met while I was showing the spy club how to use some of their new equipment. Mark asked me out three days before Cece broke it off with Logan.

Speaking of Logan, here he is.

"Hey Logan," I said. I was sitting at our usual lunch table. Besides Deuce and Mark, everyone else was here.

Except Cece.

"Sup Rocky," Logan replied. He always tired to act like everything was normal, but you could see his lies in the circles under his eyes, the pained look in his face, the way he talked, walked, acted.

Logan plopped his tray down and sat. He stared at his food and made no attempt to eat it.

It took me a few moments to realize I was doing the same.

A pair of hands covered my eyes. "Guess who?" a voice said behind me.

Mark.

I decided to play with him. "Lemme see. Deuce?"

Mark took his hands off my eyes and sat next to me smiling. I couldn't help but smile back. Logan just eyes us.

I cleared my throat. "So, Ty, where are you taking Tinka for your six month anniversary tomorrow?" I said, turning my attention to the rest of the table. Ty gulped.

"Wait, that's tomorrow?" he chocked out. Tinka turned to him and glared.

"How could you forget?" Tinka yelled at him.

"Uhh," Ty said, struggling to find an answer, "I love you?"

Logan got up. "I'm not that hungry." He walked out.

Mark looked at me. "He's getting worse."

"Go follow him," Dina said, speaking for the first time today.

When I caught up to him, Logan was sitting on a bench in the hall. Kids where walking around and chatting. I sat next to Logan.

"Do we have to do this every day?" I asked him. It seemed like Logan always made an excuse to leave at lunch and I followed. It was our only time to see...

Speak of the devil.

A group of gothic looking kids walked in, all slo-mo like. A girl with brown hair was in the lead. She had two different color eyes, hazel and green. But she didn't hold our attention. The girl behind her did.

The girl was decked in black, like everyone else. She seemed more simple though, but back jeans, black knee-length boots, and a black long sleeve shirt ripped at the arms. Her ginger hair was tied into a messy braid, she had bright green contacts, and she wore black makeup. The girl stared ahead with a cold hard face. It was as if this girl held no emotion. In other words...

The girl was Cece Jones

Cece glanced at me for a second. She had a twinge of sadness in her eye for only a second. I could almost see my best friend, the one I lost so long ago.

The girl with the two different color eyes pulled Cece away and said something to her that I couldn't hear through the noise of the hallway. Cece glanced at me once more before nodding to the girl. Another girl from the group, a small blond, walked towards Logan and I. Logan tensed as she sat on the bench next to us.

The girl smiled, but you could tell it was forced. "Hi," she said, "I'm Holly." Her black eyes were unsettling. "I've just come to tell you that you both keep bothering Cecilia."

Well that was unexpected.

"Um, who are you to speak for Cece?" I asked.

Logan spoke up. "Yeah, if Cece has a problem, she can tell us herself."

Holly glared at us. "She prefers not to go by Cece anymore," she said, giving Logan a pointed look. "Anyways, Cecilia prefers not to speak to either of you right now." She looked into my eyes with fear in her eyes. She was scared. "You've done enough to her."

As Holly walked back to her little 'group', I sat there bewildered. I never did anything to Cece, she's the one who abandoned me.

Logan looked at me, eyes showing that he agreed with my thoughts, as he spoke.

"What did we do?"

Cece 3rd P.O.V

Cecilia Jones sat at the vanity in her room, staring at the mirror. Her eyes were lifeless. She wanted to so badly tell someone what was going on. She didn't want to hide from her friends, or, ex-friends.

Cecilia pulled open a drawer next to her. She moved the few pencils and notepads from the drawer before sticking her finger into a small hole at the bottom of the drawer and pulling out the bottom. In the secret compartment, there where two pictures. One picture showed all her past friends, including herself. The other only had three people. Rocky on the left, who was smiling, Logan on the right, who had his arm around the girl on the middle, Cece. Not Cecilia, Cece. A happier, nicer Cece.

Not this monster she had become.

Cecilia heard a knock at the living room door. When she got to the door, she saw it was her new two colored eyed friend, Jamie.

Jamie saw the picture Cecilia was holding. They sat on the couch. "I'm sorry about what happened." Cecilia didn't answer. Jamie picked up the picture from Cecilia's hands. "You know what we have to do."

"We have to make them let go of me," Cecilia said numbly. "We have to convince them that I've moved on from them."

Jamie nodded sadly. She took the picture from Cecilia's hands, and tossed it into the burning fireplace. Cecilia watched as her face in the picture burned away. Jamie leaned in closer to Cecilia and whispered something into her ear.

"Make them forget."

Logan P.O.V

I walked into the school, trying to ignore the empty space in my chest. I missed Cece more than I could bare. It's like when she just walked out of my life, she took a part of me with her.

I loved her.

They're aren't many people left in this world that I love. My mother was dead. Cece didn't even talk to me anymore. The only thing holding me together was Rocky, who understood my pain. I didn't like her like that anymore, but that didn't mean that I couldn't care about her as a friend.

Speaking of Rocky, here she was right now. She just stood next to me, not saying anything.

Cece and her new 'gang' walked in. It was practically the same as yesterday, except everyone had chains on. Cece looked at me and quickly looked away. A guy came out from the back of the group and put his arm around Cece's waist. A hot ball of anger rose inside me when he kissed her cheek and she smiled at him.

The girl with two different color eyes led the group past Rocky and I. The girl looked at Rocky and smiled evilly. The black skirt and black eyeliner she wore today made her look like a witch.

"Cecilia's moved on," she told us. "You should too."

When they all passed, I got up and headed away, ignoring Rocky calling for me. I didn't care that I was heading out of the school, it didn't matter... I officially lost Cece.

R&R