Disclaimer: I do not own ANYTHING except for Kendra.

~SIU! Chicago set~

Cece and Rocky danced to Fetish by Far East Movement, wearing high tops, ripped jeans, hybrid t shirts, and hoodies, with both wearing side ponytails. They twisted, turned, break danced, and popped to the beat. They finished crossing their arms and leaning against their backs. The other dancers clapped for them, begging for an encore. The two turned to Gary, who nodded in acceptance. The girls did their handshake and repeated their dance. The DJ replayed the song and everyone ran up to the stage and began to dance, leaving the center spotlight on Cece and Rocky. After four minutes, the camera turned to Gary, who was standing next to the not visible DJ, who was holding headphones to his head and nodding his head to the beat.

Gary brought the mike to his face, "Well I know what Shake it Up's fetish is! The dancers and our new DJ playing the hottest tracks out every week! I'm Gary, saying see ya next time, and this is," he paused and pointed to the camera, "Shake it Up!" Everyone screamed and continued to dance until the bell rung. Once it did, everyone separated.

The girls walked to the mirror and took off their hoodies. Cece dabbed her sweat towel on her face while Rocky thought.

Cece spoke, "Nice work today, huh Rocky?" she nodded, "The music was awesome, too."

Rocky fixed her hair, "I think we should meet the DJ. He could be nice, or cute!" Cece smiled.

"Or nice and cute!"

"Let's go!" The two walked upstairs to the DJ table. Rocky talked, "Hey! We are dancers and we just wanted to tell you that the music you play is awesome!" her smiled went away once she got to the top.

No one was there.

Cece scratched her head, "Well, you just completely humiliated yourself!" she walked back downstairs. Rocky followed. They grabbed their bags and went outside.

"So what are we going to do now?" Rocky asked.

Cece checked her phone, "I don't know...I got a text from Deuce thirty minutes ago. Wanna go there?" they reached the subway.

"There's nothing else to do, so why not?" they got on the subway to Deuce's.

~Deuce's living room~

Deuce paced back and forth behind his couch until he heard a knock at the door. He rushed to it, unlocked it, opened it, and screamed, "Finally! Where have you been?" Rocky and Cece leaned back. Cece rolled her eyes and pushed him away.

She walked in, "Cool your jets, man! We were working. What's going on?" she and Rocky sat down on the couch, looking at Deuce.

He walked around, "I met a girl." silence. Cece and Rocky looked at each and screamed.

"AW! Who is she? When did you meet her? What's she like? Do you have her number? TELL US EVERYTHING!" Deuce yelped as he fell out of his chair.

"Chicas!" He stood up, brushing the dirt off his clothes, "I just met her. All I know is her name and that she's a nerd."

Cece looked at him in disgust, "A nerd? That's it. I'm seriously hooking you up."

"What? No, Cece!"

"Why not? Don't you want to go out with someone actually cool?"

"Maybe she is cool!" Deuce hissed. Cece stepped back. Deuce has never spoken to her so angry before. She sat back down, quiet. Rocky glared at Deuce and he calmed down, "Look. I'm not trying to be mean, just don't judge a book by it's cover."

Rocky patted Deuce's back, "Deuce, Deuce, Deuce. We all know that Cece doesn't believe in sayings!"

Cece nodded, "It's true. I don't."

"Well you do now. Rocky, who side are you on? The girl who thinks she can hook people up, or the guy who wants to deal with his love life alone?"

"Umm..?"

"Yeah, Rocky! Your best friend or him."

"What? I'm not your best friend, Rock?"

"Umm?"

"No you're not, I am!"

"Fine, then!'

"FINE."

"FINE!"

"You guys?"

"All I'm trying to do is get you a girl that would actually like you!"

"Many girls like me!" Deuce posed, "They just haven't seen the greatness."

"You mean that huge pizza stain on your shirt?" Rocky blurted. He looked down at his shirt and squeaked. The girls laughed as Deuce turned red.

Deuce flung the door open, "That's it. Get out" The girls obeyed his order and walked out. They turned around to tell him one more thing, but he slammed the door. They drooped their head and began to go home when Deuce opened the door again and said fast, "Her name is Kendra Abernathy, I met her in math class, I already told you she's a nerd, I'll get her number soon, and I'll tell you guys the deets as soon as I get some." He slammed the door again.

The girls smirked, did their handshake, and skipped home.