Here is an early Christmas present for all of you! I know I'm writing all about a Secret Santa, but remember that Christmas is really about Jesus Christ, not presents (although presents aren't too bad either o_O). Anyway, Merry Christmas!

The next day at the Shake It Up Chicago studio, everyone rushed to and fro with their newfound presents that they had discovered in their bags, on their hooks, or alongside their backpacks. Cece was trembling with excitement as she gripped an embellished gift bag. Finally, Rocky popped up out of the crowd with her own gift.

"Okay, Rocky," said Cece, "Now that you're here, we'll open our bags at the count of one... two... three!"

Rocky and Cece ripped open their bags and gasped at the prizes inside. Rocky pulled out a gorgeous black scarf and wrapped it neatly around her neck. Cece took out a cute dark blue shirt with her name written in azure sparkles and with an array of stripes, waves, and spots in an assortment of colors.

"Oh my gosh," breathed Cece.

Rocky gawked at the shirt in amazement.

"That is soooo cute!" rhapsodized Rocky.

Cece was speechless for the first time in her life. Gunther watched her from the corner of his eye as he stood across the room. He smiled at Cece's thunderstruck expression, but his grin faded when he noticed Tinka's suspicious physiognomy.

"You certainly put a lot of work into that shirt," drawled Tinka.

Gunther shrugged nonchalantly.

"It's even better than that dress you made for her for the dance," commented Tinka.

Gunther was desperately fighting to prevent the blood from rushing up to his cheeks. Instead of replying to his sister, he opened his own gift to find out what he received. He took it out and saw that it was a hat, no more, no less. If one wanted to be specific, it was a grey fedora, of a designer brand if Gunther guessed correctly. That was bound to have cost some bucks.

"Oh, so that's what passes for a hat in this country," snubbed Tinka.

"Just because it does not have sequins, it does not mean it is bad," retorted Gunther.

Tinka's brows were raised at her brother for his outburst.

"That was oddly out of character," noted Tinka.

Gunther looked back at his sibling in amazement. That was out of character. What was happening to him?

"Hey guys, what did you get?" inquired a bubbly brunette wearing a black scarf.

"C'mon, Rocky, they're not gonna tell us," dismissed Cece.

Cece warily eyed the hat in Gunther's hands in the brief pause that followed.

"Uh, so seriously, what did you get?" she asked.

Gunther opened his mouth to respond, but then Tinka spoke up.

"I got some gift card for the Olive Pit," announced Tinka. "It sounds more like the Arm Pit to me."

"I know, right?" said Cece.

Tinka's lips twitched upwards in a small but brief smile.

"Vhat did you get?" inquired Tinka.

"Oh, I got this rockin' shirt," declared Cece as she held up her gift triumphantly.

"Hm... impressive," complimented Tinka as she gave Gunther the stink eye.

"Ooh, Gunther, nice hat!" exclaimed Rocky in an exaggerated fashion. "Put it on, let's see how you look."

Cece snuck an accusatory glance at her best friend as Gunther put on the fedora. The grey color matched well with his attire, which consisted of a sparkly white tee with a grey vest over it and black skinny jeans with rhinestones lining the pockets; overall, the color scheme of his outfit matched smartly with his novel fedora.

"Vell, not too shabby," commented Tinka.

Gunther grinned and spun on his heels to portray his full attire.

"Nice," complimented Rocky.

Gunther nodded.

"My Secret Santa has good taste," observed Gunther.

Cece fought back the beam trying to spread across her countenance.

"Okay guys," called Gary Wilde, "I've got a heads up for you."

Everyone circled around the show host to hear what he had to say.

"I'm glad to see you all getting into the Santa spirit," said Gary. "You should all receive a second gift this Friday and your final gift on Saturday, where your Secret Santa will finally be revealed at the Christmas bash!"

Everyone cheered and a couple of guys high-fived Gary. Cece felt terrorized. She had barely survived one Secret Santa, now she had to live through two more? Cece clutched Rocky's arm and looked at her with pleading eyes.

"Rocky, I really need your help," said Cece.

Rocky instantly understood what Cece was talking about.

"Okay, we'll head over to the stores today," assured Rocky.

The original chapter was long, so I split it up into chapters 3 and 4. Hope you don't mind!