Chapter 2
Casey's POV
I just moved into my new apartment in Chicago, it was okay but it was lonely. It was the only apartment available in a low budget. I'm saving up for an apartment that costs $300 an hour, I know expensive but its worth it, it has a high view of the city. But for now this apartment will do.
It had everything a guy living by himself would need, a bedroom, kitchen, and a "FLYNN COME BACK HERE!" pair of unwelcoming neighbors. So I walked over next door to see if I can help. I knocked on the door, but no answer only a lot of screaming. So I decided to call out, "Hey need help?" then I heard stumbling and less screaming. The door opened to CeCe her right hand on the doorframe, the other pushing a strand of her hair away from her face than to her hip "Hey".
Everybody, Everybody get out on the floor, it can get a little crazy if you kick it some more. Make a scene make a scene that no one can ignore. Don't knock it till you rock we can't take it no more.
Bring the lights up!
Bust the doors down!
Dust yourself off Shake It Up,
Shake It Up!
DJ set it off,
Take it up a notch!
Altogether now Shake It Up,
Shake it up!
Shake it up
She looked tired, she was puffing "I WANT MY BREAKFAST!" I looked over to find what looks to be her brother running about. "Sorry for the mess" I smiled, "It's okay, May I?" She shuddered "May you what?" I chuckled and went through the door catching her little brother, lifting him up, the settling him down on a chair. "Now, Now in order for your pretty sister to get some rest before her show, I'm gonna cook you breakfast" Hey I can cook, when your living with yourself you don't want to get takeout all the time.
I went to work, cracked some eggs, and added salt, a little milk to make it creamy, and then mashed them altogether. Sooner or Later I made my Omelet for her little brother.
"Cool!" He seemed to like it because he was chewing it down. "I didn't know you could cook" I looked over at CeCe, "Well surprised you didn't I?"
After breakfast we cleaned the apartment, then CeCe left for the show, which was my cue to go back to my apartment.