Marie's POV
I woke up in my skirt and zebra tank top. So I really did kiss Ty. Wow.
I sit up and get off of the couch, go to the kitchen, and pour myself a cup of coffee. One thing you learn about living in New York is; coffee is key to survive.
I put a skillet on the stove and put some bacon in it. The smell must have woken Cece, Flynn, and Auntie Georgia.
"Good morning people."
"How late were you out lat night?" Georgia asked.
"I came home at 10:30, why? Do I have a curfew?"
"Yes. You do have a curfew. It's now 10:30."
"That's not fair. Mine's 10!" Cece yelled.
"I don't care. She's older and more mature."
"Mature? Pfffft. She's the one who stayed out all night with Ty!"
"What? Marie Alexandra Thomas, explain right now."
"He was showing me around Chicago, I haven't been here in eight years, I forgot where everything is. And Ty was thankful enough to show me around. And I asked him if he would try out for Shake it Up! with me today after school."
"Oh. That sounds better than what Cece was making it to be."
"What else happened, Marie?" Cece asked.
"What do you mean."
"I saw it."
"Saw what?"
"The kiss!"
"What? Me and Ty. We didn't. I mean. That's impossible. Me and hahahahaha me and Ty? Are you serious?"
"Whatever. You're totally into him. I can tell. I know these things."
"Then why don't you tell Rocky and Deuce to date? And why aren't you with Gunther, I saw the way you looked at him. You're into him."
"Marie! You can't know all of this. You just got here."
"So am I right?"
"YES! Okay? Now lets get dressed for school."
"Okay."