Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Shake It Up!

Warning: Underage sex, rape/abuse, and drinking. Incest (all in further chapters). Cursing. (Ages: CeCe and Rocky = 17, Deuce = 18, Ty = 19. Flynn and Henry = 13, Gunther and Tinka = 18, Dina = 18.) I made a character, named Evan, and he's been Rocky's boyfriend. He's dating CeCe now. He's 21 and he thinks that both CeCe and Rocky are 21 too.

It was just another shakin' Saturday in Chicago. Rocky and I still work at Shake It Up! Chicago, but unfortunately, so still Gunther and Tinka. They still speak their heavy accents, which haven't grown at all, but hey, they say they're going to be Russian forever.

Forever needs to die.

Rocky and I were sitting in our favorite ice cream, Scream Cream. She got her favorite, Rocky Road, and I simply got chocolate. I've always gotten chocolate… I've never gotten anything different – I haven't felt the need to. Ever since Evan McCormin, hottest guy in school, asked me out, I've noticed that I am perfect the way I am!

"Rocky, do you think it's illegal to want to have… nah, of course it is!" I stuttered, Rocky looking at me and raising her eyebrow.

"Have what?" She asked seriously, slamming her spoon down into her ice cream bowl. I licked my ice cream cone and looked around, trying to stall away from the question she had asked. A familiar face stepped into the doorway of the ice cream shop, causing the bell above it to ring.

"I thought I saw you guys here!" Our longtime best friend, Deuce, said as he sat down next to me. He's been very awkward around Rocky, and I wondered if it was because he liked her. He's always hitting on us, anyway, so I have no frickin' idea. But it was still cute to think.

Suddenly, a thought came into my head as I gasped violently. "I have an idea!"

"What?" Said both Rocky and Deuce. I grinned at Rocky. "Just a second." I said as I pulled Deuce over to the door, pushing both us outside.

"Okay, what's your fucked up plan this time?" He said, giving Rocky daggers through the window. Rocky shrugged and motioned with her hands. I didn't notice that in those daggers, there were confusion and loneliness.

"Gee, thanks. So anyway, do you want to go on a double date with me and Evan? You get to go with Rocky!" I squealed. He scowled and grabbed my wrists, which shocked me.

"No. I'm not going on a double date for you not to feel uncomfortable around that freak. It's not going to happen, CeCe." He said, practically screaming until he saw the look on my face. He quieted down, and we were really close to each other. "Plus, I have something to do with… Dina." He muttered.

"I thought Dina moved to Spain…" I muttered as well, remembering the happy look on her face when she was on the plane, getting away from Deuce. I remember me hugging him. He really did love her, and for her to be happy to leave, that just has got to suck.

"Oh… well, I have to go… sell tickets. Bye." He said, slamming my wrists down and walking away. I shrugged my shoulders and walked back in.

"Where did Deuce go?" Rocky asked and I closed my eyes.

"Well, first I told him my plan of how he and you should go on a double date with me and—"

"WHOA, you did what? Why? I don't even LIKE Deuce like that!" Rocky interrupted.

"But he looks like he likes you so that's why I asked for him and you to go on a double date with me and Evan. And he said that he didn't want to go because he didn't want to, and then he said something about Dina, and then selling tickets. I swear, he's frickin' bipolar." I said and licked my ice cream cone. Rocky laughed.

"I think YOU'RE bipolar, CeCe!" Rocky slammed her spoon down and laughed. "I think your hormones are running a bit too high!" Rocky and I laughed.

"Okay fine… we won't do a double date… how about a party?" I suggested.

"A party, you say?" Evan overheard as he came in and sat down next to me, putting his arm around my neck.

"Yeah, instead of our date, you, Rocky, all of our friends, and I can have a party!" I said. "And why not have it be at my house? Flynn and my mom are gone for the weekend… Let's have a party tonight!" I clapped my hands together and sprang straight up. "BOO-YAH!"

"Man, and usually I am the one who wants a party!" Rocky laughed. All I knew is that I had to make invitations! I sprang out of my seat and out the door, straight into Deuce… again.

"Oh, I'm having a party… what are you doing here?" I asked, totally looking at him weirdly.

"I was, uh… Ice cream seemed good now. Are you leaving?" He asked. He fake pouted and I laughed.

"No, I'll stay for you. Plus, Rocky and Evan are there—"

"Leaving." He said and spun around. I grabbed his arm and made him face me. We were really close and he closed his eyes. His breath was hot on my lips as his arms slid out of my hands. I stood there defenseless as he said, "Leaving… But thanks for inviting me to your party." Deuce walked away and I stood there with my eyes closed looking like a moron.

I walked back into the shop, in which Rocky pushed me outside and slammed me against the wall. "What the FUCK are you doing almost kissing Deuce when your boyfriend is FUCKING inside?" She whisper-shouted, gripping my shoulders. "I had to keep him distracted so you don't get frickin' upset that he caught you!"

"I didn't kiss him! HE started to lean onto ME! I promise, Rocky! And can I say I have never heard you cuss at me! And thanks, Rocky…"

"Okay. Fine… at least you didn't invite him to the party." Rocky said, folding her hands across her chest.

"Uh… haha, totally! Pshh, totally…" I hesitated. Rocky laughed.

"Your fault! Deuce gets out of control at parties… same with Evan." She said. She looked like she was going to say something that I didn't know, but she pushed it away as Evan walked out.

"So, we havin' a party?" He said, and Rocky and I fake-laughed. We said yes. "Well, that's good… Here, you guys are busy… I'll go ahead and bring the drinks!"

"Aw, thanks babe!" I said, leaping up and hugging him. "Oh, Rocky and I have to go. Let's go, Rocky… let's get this party started!"

We parted ways and Rocky and I walked into our apartment. It was so quiet without Flynn in here…

"BOO!" Someone screamed and both Rocky and I screamed and jumped. Deuce came out of the window laughing.

"Oh, not funny, Deuce!" I yelled. He immediately stopped laughing. He muttered something and then again, we heard another "BOO!" behind us. This time, Deuce jumped too. Ty walked past us and laughed.

"Dude, even YOU jumped!" All of us laughed when Deuce shot daggers at Ty. "So, I heard you are having a party, Red. Am I coming?"

"Sure, why not? Deuce," I walked over to him, "are you still coming?" I pleaded with my eyes.

"I'm only coming for the music." He growled as he walked into my kitchen and grabbed a Mountain Dew.

"If you're only coming for the music…" I ran over to him and knocked down the Mountain Dew, "you don't get a Mountain Dew from my kitchen." I smirked and he laughed at me.

"Fine. I'm coming to the party for you…" His arm wrapped around my waist and he tilted his head down. He looked at me, his hand cupping my cheek.

"Um, Deuce?" I whispered. I looked away to face Rocky, just to see something flying straight at us. "DUCK!" Both of us did and the remote hit the wall, breaking. "ROCKY!" I shouted, running into the room. "What did you do that for?" I threw my arms out to the sides of me.

"Stop cheating on Evan!" Rocky shouted back.

"WHAT? I'm not cheating!" Rocky and Ty both gave me a glare that showed me they don't believe me. I have never thought of dating Deuce. He's a PLAYER. I turned back at Deuce, who also looked like he didn't believe me. "Ugh, I'm not cheating, you guys!" I hissed. "Whatever, let's begin on the party."