Yes, I know. A late upload again. I don't want to make excuses, but this really was a very hectic week for me. I'm in a musical at school, and we have rehearsals every day during and after school. And because of that, I miss classes, and have more homework. Not to mention soccer practice. Anyway, enough with my excuses. I will try to get each chapter out more often, but until we are done with the musical, it may take longer than usual for each to come out. I apologize.

Logan's POV

I woke up on Rocky's couch. It was Saturday morning, the day after the formal. I looked down at Rocky sleeping, her head on my shoulder, and smiled. Wait a minute – Rocky's couch?!

I gently placed Rocky's head on a pillow and got up. Ty was going to murder me if he found out that I spent the night here. It's not like I was in Rocky's bed, but I still slept on the sofa. I walked quickly to the door.

"You stop right there, Long Hair," a voice said.

I turned around, knowing that it was Ty. He was glaring at me, leaning against the wall. He walked for ward, stood in front of me, and crossed his arms.

"You're not leaving here until you get something from me," Ty stated.

I winced, wondering what that could be. A punch in the face? A one-way plane ticket to Paraguay? A kick in the-

Ty interrupted my thoughts. "An apology," he said.

I stood there, shocked. "Oh," I said eventually, "You want me to apologize?"

"Nope," he said. "I want to apologize. I haven't treated you right ever since I realized how you and Rocky felt about each other. She's my little sister, and though she's been on dates, you're her first real boyfriend. And I'm sorry. Tinka made me realize last night that as long as you treat Rocky right, and she's happy, I should be happy too,"

I stood there, stunned. After what felt like an hour, it sunk in that he had really just said that. "Thanks, Ty," I told him, "It means a lot,"

Rocky popped up behind him. "It means a lot to me, too," she said, hugging Ty from behind.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Ty said, going back to his room.

Rocky smiled at me, and I put my hands on her waist.

Ty's head popped out from behind his bedroom door. "I'm still watching you, Logan."

CeCe's POV

"Well, this sucks," I told Tinka as we stood in front of my favorite store.

"What?" Tinka asked, still looking down at her phone.

I slapped her in the arm. "Stop texting Ty! This is serious,"

"Okay, okay," she replied, putting her phone in her purse and looking up.

"See? My favorite store, Glitter Glitter Everywhere, is closing!" I said.

"Your favorite store?" Tinka remarked, "I practically live here! Oh, Gunther's going to be so devastated,"

"Unless…" I began.

"Oh, no," Tinka said. "Rocky has warned me about your crazy plans, and I'm not getting involved,"

"Come on," I begged her, "You said that you practically live in Glitter Glitter Everywhere. Do you want to be homeless?"

I put my hands on my hips defiantly, and Tinka shook her head sadly.

"That's what I thought. So, we're going to save this place!" I announced.

"No, CeCe, I have an even better idea," Tinka said.

"What is it? I'm confused," I told her.

Tinka rolled her eyes. "You're always confused,"

"No, I'm not!" I said defensively.

"Yes, you are, CeCe!" a random passerby said.

I crossed my arms. "Fine. Now, come on, let's hear that idea!"

"Why don't we just open our own store? I have a lot of money saved up, and the space in the mall is for rent. I would do this myself, but my fashion sense is so amazing that not many people appreciate it yet," Tinka said confidently.

"Yeah," I said sarcastically, "That's why no one appreciates it,"

Tinka looked offended. "Oh, whatever. Are you in or not? You can design the clothes, and I'll make everything!"

"Well," I said, "How will you make all the clothes? Don't most stores mass-produce everything?"

"Ah, I have that figured out! I just didn't think you'd be smart enough to ask," Tinka said, idly picking at her fingernails.

"Tinka, just tell me. Insults are unnecessary,"

"Alright, fine. I will be making all the clothes, but every single design is one-of-a-kind! That way, we can charge much more than usual stores," Tinka explained.

"Perfect!" I said. "I'm in!"

We bumped fists and then sighed, dreaming of the possibilities.

Rocky's POV

I walked through the park, wishing Logan was there with me. But, he had to work at Bob's Kebabs, while I had the day off. I was daydreaming, when I bumped into someone.

A pale girl with blonde hair stood before me. "I'm so sorry," she said apologetically.

"No, it was my fault," I replied.

"It's okay, I just moved here, and I don't really know where anything is. Would you happen to know where John Hughes High School is? I'm supposed to go there to get my class schedule," the girl said.

"Hey, that's where I go to school! I'm Rocky," I said, holding out my hand.

"Oh, good. Now when I start on Monday, I'll know two people! By the way, I'm Alicia," she said, shaking my hand.

I nodded, smiling. "Anyway, it's two blocks down and to the left. If you don't mind my asking, who's the other person you know at John Hughes?"

"This guy named Logan Hunter," Alicia replied. "He's my ex-boyfriend."