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CeCe put on a fake smile. "Uh, okay."
"Do you want to join us for lunch?" Rocky offered. "One of us got flu, and she needs to take some days off school." CeCe raised one eyebrow. "What?" "Duh, silly," she replied. "It means that we have one seat for you!"
"But... she's not cool enough!" Tinka said. "Why are you letting her in our group this easily?" "Ahem!" CeCe said. "I can hear you, you know. And it's quite ironic since in my world, you're the least cool person I know."
"Excuse me?" Rocky asked. "Your world?" CeCe caught herself. "I mean... my world! My imaginary world. Yeah. That's it. Exactly it." She then grinned at her. "I have a wiiiild imagination!"
The conversation was growing more awkward when a tall, blonde-haired boy appeared. They all stared at him. "Who are you?" CeCe asked. "Excuse me sir, you must be mistaken," Tinka said. "This is a school for middle-school students. I bet you're in high school." The boy just laughed.
"Who cares?" Rocky squealed. "He's so cute." Gunther rolled his eyes.
"CeCe, it's me!" he replied. "I'm your father!"
CeCe's eyes widened in surprise. "My what?" "I'm your father," he repeated more slowly. Gunther snickered upon seeing CeCe's surprised face. To him, she looked so adorable.
"Oh," she nonchalantly replied. "Hi, dad."
"I've been watching your little conversation from there," he explained, pointing to a corner by the lockers. "And it looks like my little redhead's got her very first middle school crush!" He was referring to Gunther.
"Shut up!" CeCe screamed. "He is so not my type." But inside, she was blushing. It was true. "Plus, you're embarrassing me. Gunther is dating Rocky. I mean Raquel." Rocky shook her head. "It's fine. A lot of girls like him too. But it's not going to break us apart. Ever." "Uh-huh," CeCe replied. "Good to know."
Rocky wouldn't care if they broke up though. So did Gunther. They didn't really like each other. It was like an arranged marriage. As the two most popular people in the people, the ordinary students had pressured them to be together. Even the school paper made a two-page article of them.
But CeCe didn't know that, and she was heartbroken.
CeCe walked to her old locker and opened it with ease.
"Wow."
She looked behind her and saw Gunther. "Oh, hi there." She then shoved her test papers in her purple locker. "Shouldn't you be with Rocky?" "Uh, sure," he replied. "You're amazing."
"Why am I amazing?" CeCe giggled. "I don't think I am." "Well, for starters, you knew how to open that locker," he explained. "Most people would find that hard on their first day. Locker 718 is notoriously hard to open, you know." "Well, I'm used to opening this thing," she answered. "I mean... there are a lot of hard-to-open lockers in New Jersey."
Gunther was confused. "I thought you were from New York." "Did I say New Jersey?" CeCe said. "I meant New York!"
"Well, got to go," he said. "See you later."
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