Yea, hi whatever * disappointed smirk*
Eye's still flaming Cece walked over to Rocky, while in her head she was chasing Tinka around with a bat and yelling at her so hard her voice was turning house. However, she calmed down when she saw Rocky smiling at her and walking towards her also. "Hey. I thought I was going to be here earlier, sorry if you were looking for me," Rocky said with a shy smile.
"It's okay," Cece reassured, her heat rate rising to her cheeks.
"Good," Rocky sighed, "Would you walk with me to my dressing room?"
"Happily, Ms. Rocky," Cece said giving a little bow. With a giggle the pair walked down the hall, both of them flirting a little, both clueless to what the other was doing. When they reached, what was now, Rocky's dressing room her phone buzzed.
"Do you have to get that?" Cece asked.
"It's just my brother, if it was an emergency he would call," Rocky said nodding. Unknown to them it was an emergency.
"You look like a bobble head," Cece giggled. Rocky chuckled at her comment.
"Yea I kind feel like one," Rocky admitted.
"Do you have to change?"
"No I jus have to drop my bags off inside." With that Rocky pulled the key out of her pocket opened the door put her computer bag on the table and walked out locking the door behind her. "Let go." Nodding Cece followed Rocky back to the stage, just in time for the bell. The pair rushed on stage and waited for the instructor to begin. Ronny, the instructor, strutted on to the stage and the practice begins. It was long, hard and painful.* the dancers walked of the stage covered in sweat.
"God, that sucked," Cece complained. Rocky nodded in agreement, to busy gasping for air to speak.
"Yes it was difficult." The pair turned and Cece glared as Tikka walked over.
"H-how aren't you sweating?" Rocky asked when she got a better look at her.
"I don't sweat." Cece glared harder.
"Everybody sweats."
"Yes, but I am not everybody," Tinka said with a sickly sweet smile. Someone really needs to shove her down a peg, Cece thought, who does that little-
"You sure aren't," Rocky said with a kind smile. What? She thinks Tinka is a good person? Does that mean she likes her? Oh, damn it does. Crap, I should have asked her out when I had the chance. Now, I'm going to see the girl I like and my nemesis flirt. Oh, god what if Tinka likes Rocky, too. I have no chance in hell.
"Ms. Tinka." They turned to see kind of large women with shoulder length brown hair walking over to them. "I have your daily muffin, dear."
"Thank you, Mrs. McNeil," Tinka said to the women, tacking the muffin from her and biting into it. That's when it happened. Tinkas eyes rolled back, her legs gave out from under her and she started to fall. Using her unsticks Rocky caught Tinka from around the waist. Rocky started to think in over drive. Quickly she laid her down on the floor.
"Someone call 911!" Rocky yelled still staring at Tinka. She tilted Tinka's head to the side, then opened the blonds mouth and did they only thing she could think of to get her stupid's contents out. Rocky japed two fingers down Tinka's throat and then very quickly Tinka chocked out the muffin bite on the floor. Rocky moved her head to face her and waited for signs of her getting better. Then as an ambulance siren ranged threw the building Ticka's eyes rolled up and she blinked. Rocky breathed out, She is okay. Two EMT's rushed over, seeing Ticka semi awake the started the check her pulse. With another breath Rocky stood up.
"That was amazing." She turned around to see Cece standing there, "You're incredible." With that Cece engulfed Rocky into a hug. It was just what the detective need, Rocky wrapped her arms around Cece, held tight and swung her around. So she was facing the EMTs, but still holding Cece. Cece was glad Rocky could not see her blushing. Maybe I was wrong, Cece thought; maybe she likes me as I like her. After all who would hug someone like this if they didn't have feelings for them? At that Cece nestled closer to Rocky.
Rocky not aware of this, watched as the EMT's took Tinka away. Good thing I was nearby when that happened, Rocky thought, I can't even think of the alternative. God, I can't image if this happened the Cece. I have to find how to stop this. Then it hit the detective that the muffin bits might have the posin in them, and then the cure could be found. Rocky looked around for the muffin, but saw nothing. A cop probley took it for evidence. I got to get to it. Slowly Rocky let go of Cece and pulled so they were facing one another.
"I'm going to check if Tinka's okay," Rocky explained then ran away. Cece started to rethink Rocky's feelings. Rocky rushed out of the building and dashed to the cop cars. There she saw to manly cops talking and one of them holding an evidence bag. Rocky, tacking a note form Georgia, strutted over to them.
"I need that," Rocky said simply. The two cops turned to face her.
"Sorry, little girl, this is evidence."
"I am aware of that, handle bar," Rocky said, tacking in the cops handle bar mustache. There eyes widened.
"Miss, we could have you arrested for that," the other officer threatened.
"No you can't," Rocky said, pulling her badge out of her tight pants pocket and showing them, "this is my badge, this is my case, so that is my evidence." The two cops started at it. " I'm detective Blue, partner to Georaga and one of the chefs best cops. Now I need that evidence."
"Your Blue?" handle bars asked, shocked.
"Yes," Rocky said annoyed, putting her badge back, "Now give me my evidence, or I could put you under arrest for going agent a higher officer." They quickly handed if off. "Thank you," before she left she asked, "Is the dancer going to be okay?" The cops nodded. Rocky walked away and tucked the evidence in to a pocket. Georgia's right, cops are easy to manipulate.
Not a lot of people reviewed…you're lucky I had this in my head for so long or I would have made it shorter… now review