I do not own Shake It Up or the characters, but I do own this story and the characters I make up.

This is dedicated to God, for without His help I couldn't have written this

"Rocky!" CeCe squealed to her best friend. Rocky reared her head to CeCe, and smiled.

"CeCe, Harrison is here!" CeCe furrowed a brow.

"Harrison…Isn't he deuce's cousin? The one that you had a crush on?" Rocky nodded.

"Ooh, Rocky, I can set you guys up." CeCe smiled.

"No, CeCe let God do His work." Rocky protested.

"But, sometimes, God works through others. Maybe, He wants me to get you guys together." CeCe argued.

Rocky sighed, "Fine, so by your squeal earlier, I assume you have some news for me?"

CeCe nodded in such excitement. "Yes, I found the perfect girl for Gunther."

Rocky sighed. She had no idea why CeCe was looking so hard when the right girl was right in front of her, well figuratively speaking. Just then, Tinka came up to them.

"CeCe, why don't you let me worry about finding Gunther the right girl. I am his sister after all." Tinka said.

"Exactly, you know him too well. It'll be much more fun if I do it." CeCe insisted.

"At least let me do it." Rocky said.

CeCe gasped, "Do you not trust me to do a good job? I think I know the type of girl Gunther wants."

With that, she walked away. Tinka and Rocky looked at each other.

"She has no idea what girl Gunther wants." Tinka said.

"Do you?" Rocky asked.

"Of course I do." Tinka responded. "I am his sister after all. But, I am not telling you who it is, and it may not be who you think it is." And, with that she walked away.

This made Rocky's romantic hopes all disappear. She was thought she was sure who Gunther might like. Oh well, it didn't matter who he liked. It just mattered who was perfect for him. And, Rocky was for certain she knew who that girl was, even if that girl nor Gunther thought so.

CeCe approached Gunther's lunch table. Gunther looked up at her, surprised. He gave a small smile.

"Hey Gunther," CeCe smiled.

"Hello Baybee." He purred, hoping she'd know the meaning to his greeting.

CeCe decided, that before she'd give Gunther the good news, she should develop in some small talk with him.

"So, how are you today?"

Gunther was much surprised that she would ask this. He was wondering if she was okay. Maybe she cared about him, too? He shook his head. That would be insane. He knew there was no way that CeCe Jones could ever like Gunther Hessenheffer.

"I am good" Gunther answered with slight discomfort. "Vat about you?"

"I'm great. I'm great." CeCe smiled. "So how about that math test? Talk about difficult."

"Really?" CeCe asked, shocked. "So, you must be good at math then?"

Gunther shrugged, "I believe it is one of my strong points."

CeCe was shocked. This was pretty humble for Gunther.

"Oh, I'm not very good at it." CeCe looked down.

"I could tutor you!" Gunther suggested excitedly.

CeCe looked down. She knew that if she let Gunther tutor her, he might figure out that she had Dsylexia and she knew that Tinka and Gunther would make things worse for her if they knew. CeCe had no idea why he had offered to tutor her, but she figured that it'd be no big deal if she'd said no.

"N-no, that's alright, Gunther, but I appreciate the offer." CeCe gave him a small smile.

Gunther felt a disappointing jab at his heat. "I understand." He told her.

Gunther looked away. He was looking forward to tutoring CeCe. I would give him time to spend with her and maybe she'd see who the right girl for him was.

"So, Gunther," CeCe sang.

Gunther turned his head to her. "Yes, CeCe?"

"I've got news for you!" She sang excitedly. Gunther looked intrigued.

"Vhat is it?"

"I found the perfect girl for you!"

Gunther felt like hanging his head on the table. Why was she so presistant in finding him a girlfriend? Was it because she was just real serious about her job or was it something else.

"Oh really? Vho is it?" Gunther asked.

CeCe fiddled in her seat, her red hair swishing about as she did. "Her name is Camille. She loves to dance and she's really good. She has a twin brother. She's actually fron a country that she refers to as the 'Old Country' and has an accent just like yours. She loves raising goats. And, she adores sparkles and glitters. And she doesn't like. All of which, you guys have in common!" CeCe exclaimed.

At the last statement, Gunther was silent. CeCe could be a bit, well, not bright, but that was one of her many traits that he couldn't help but admire.

"Ven shall I meet her?" Gunther asked.

"How bout tomorrow at mini golf?"

Gunther nodded and took a bite of his lunch.

CeCe looked at his sandwhich, "What kind of sandwhich is that?" She asked.

"Oh, goolasto salad sandwhich." Gunther answered.

CeCe crinkled her nose. "Is it any good?"

"You vant to try?" Gunther asked.

"Sure." CeCe shrugged, though she thought the ogger was weird.

Gunther handed her the sandwhich and she took a bite.

"Hmm, it's actually not that bad." CeCe replied with a smile. Gunther smiled.

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