Summary: Gunther has a crush on Cece and tries to show her, but he thinks she didn't understand at all. Cece read all the hints, but she isn't sure if she's right in thinking that Gunther has a crush on her. Throw in two new siblings and add a spritz of bad timing on Cece's part and you have yourself "Complicate It Up!"

This is my first time writing any Shake it Up fanfiction. I hope you like it. I know it's short. I'm sorry about that. I hope you like it.

Chapter 1: Flashbacks

"I don't think she realizes that I did the performance specifically for her," sobbed Gunther. He and Tinka were at home alone. Tinka was sitting on the couch and Gunther was lying on it, his head in her lap. Tinka was comforting Gunther, her younger twin of three minutes. He was sobbing over Cece. Or, more specifically, the time he wasted over making his performance perfect for her. "I don't even think she recognized The Song." Gunther had spent hours looking through his music collection for the perfect song until Tinka suggested that he used The Song as his performance song.

The Song was the term he commonly used when referring back to the song he shared with Cece back in the first grade. Gunther remembered that year perfectly.

It was after school one morning. Gunther and Tinka were waiting for their parents to pick them up and to pass the time, they danced one of their routines on the playground while the other kids were leaving.

Cece ran back to the playground because she left he jacket on the tire swing. When she was running back, she ran past the slide and saw Gunther and Tinka dancing. She watched until their routine was done. "Wow! That looks like fun! You guys are really good! Can I try?" she asked.

Gunther and Tinka smiled at each other and then smiled at Cece. "Sure. You might need some practice though," said Gunther.

Cece giggled at his accent. She had had a crush on him for a little bit and thought it was the best thing ever.

Tinka stepped in front of her little brother. "Are you laughing at my brother?" she snapped.

Cece took a step back. "N-no," stuttered Cece. "I'm sorry. I really like the way you both talk. I just didn't think you'd let me dance with you. A lot of the other kids don't like me. They think I'm weird."

Gunther smiled and pushed around his sister. "They think we are weird too. Something about the way we talk and dress or some odd thing like that. I'm Gunther."

"And I am Tinka," said Tinka after a nudge from Gunther.

"And we are the Hessenheffers," they said and struck a pose.

"I'm Cece," she said, striking the same pose as the twins did. "And I'm dyslexic. I think that's why they don't like me, because I see all of my numbers and letters differently."

"Well Cece, you seem like a nice girl. Now, run along and play. We're still practicing," said Tinka, blowing her off.

Gunther glared at his sister. "Don't mind her. She's just picky about her friends. Do you want to be friends? We can be weird together," offered Gunther.

Cece laughed again. "Sure. Sounds like fun." She smiled widely.

"Cece!" called her mom. "Where are you? Certainly finding your jacket shouldn't take this long!"

"I've got to go," said Cece. "But I'll see you tomorrow at school.

The next day when Cece danced with Gunther and Tinka again, it was obvious she had practiced and with some help from Gunther she got the dance down perfect.

Over the next few weeks, Cece was busy practicing moves that she had invented. By the end of the month she had invited Gunther and Tinka over to her house to show them her dance.

She blared the stereo and the song that came out was Are you Gonna be my Girl by Jet. And since that day, Gunther dubbed it The Song.

Tinka wasn't very impressed with any of it, but Gunther was smitten like a lovesick kitten.

Gunther had incorporated the new moves that Cece showed him that day into the dance he did to The Song. "She didn't recognize any of it!" cried Gunther.

Tinka stroked his head and made soft shushing noises, trying to calm him down the same way she would a baby. "Would you like some herbal tea, Gunther dear?" she asked, thinking of things that would make him feel better. He nodded into her lap. "Alrighty then." She leaned over and grabbed a pillow. "Here. You can lay on this while I'm making your tea."

Gunther sat up and smiled at his sister. "Thanks, Tinkabelle." He held her in a hug.

"Of course. That's what I'm here for. I'm your older sister. You can talk to me about all things girl." Tinka stood up and walked to the kitchen. She rummaged around in the cupboards looking for the tea, which she finally found. She put a pot of water on to boil and added a few tea bags before sitting back down on the couch with Gunther. "And speaking of girls, we have two new girls coming to school tomorrow."

Gunther sighed. "Maybe seeing new faces will take my mind off of Cece."

Cece was sitting on her bed. She was still floored by Gunther's performance on Shake it Up! Chicago. Those moves, that song; he remembered! She was amazed he still remembered. She had to call Rocky and tell her everything! Cece pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed Rocky's number.

"Hey Cece!" greeted Rocky.

"Rocky, I have something important to tell you."

"Is everything alright, Cece?" asked Rocky, afraid something horrible had happened to her friend.

"Everything is fine. Mostly. You have to promise to laugh or judge me."

"Cece, I would never judge you. And I promise I won't laugh."

"I used to be friends with Gunther and Tinka," she started and then launched into the story about how they met. "The dance he did today had the moves I showed them that day. I didn't think he remembered them. I didn't even think he remembered our song! That was our song, Rocky!"

Rocky gasped. "You know what this means, don't you, Cece?"

"What?" asked Cece.

"Cece, Gunther likes you!"

"What? Are you serious? Then why are he and Tinka always mean to us?"

"You know what's said about guys who are mean to girls. It means they like them."

"Yeah, eight year old boys who are mean to eight year old girls. Gunther's more mature than that."

"Is he, Cece? Is he really?"

Cece opened her mouth, noise escaping but no words. She shut her mouth again.

"But I have a question. If you guys used to be friends and hang out all the time in the first grade, what happened?"

"I really don't know. They just stopped talking to me after I got held back in third grade because of my dyslexia."

"Do they know you're dyslexic?"

"Yeah. That was one of the things I told them when I first met them. And then I don't know what happened. I had to repeat third grade and they continued onto fourth grade and they stopped being my friends."

"That was the year me and Ty moved here, right?"

"Yeah. The year they started bullying us. I don't know what happened. I wish I did though."

"We'll talk to them tomorrow and ask them about it."

"Rocky, it's not so simple," argued Cece.

"Do you like Gunther or not, Cece?" asked Rocky.

"Yeah, but…What if you're wrong? What if he doesn't like me? What then?"

"You make a good point, Cece. What if he doesn't like you? What if he used your dance moves and the song you share with him to impress another girl?" She shrugged even though Cece couldn't see her. "You're right."

"Well, when you put it that way…" sighed Cece.

"Okay then. You'll ask him about it tomorrow then. And I'll be right there with you."

Please review. I want to know what you think and what you would like to see. And what you think made Gunther and Tinka stop being friends with Cece, because I really have no ideas.

And yes, I made Tinka the older twin. She seems like she would be the older twin even though Kenton is older than Caroline by a few months.