Disclaimer: Must I continue to tell you that I do not own Shake it Up? Trust me, if I did, there would be a lot more drama. XD
Note: I tried adding more detail for you guys this time, to make up for the terror in the last chapter.
Accidental
Chapter 10
Gunther POV /
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
The old nursery rhyme popped into my head after seeing CeCe in a silver one piece that seemed as though it had become a second skin. An effect that was marred by the round, silver bonnet she was forced to wear. Overall, she looked like a spoon; and an angry one at that. She didn't appear to think that the outfit flattered her in any way. I, however, was wearing a pair of white tights and a shirt that expanded my torso, giving me the appearance of a dish. I felt incredibly ridiculous. "Well, at least this could not get any worse," she said.
"And, you jinxed it."
CeCe rolled her eyes just as the curtain rolled back in time for the second act. Jackson Walkerby, the boy who was playing Lumiere, started the song. "Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting. Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills." I have to say, that boy's got a very good french accent, even while singing
A few seconds later and we dishes bounded onto stage. I spun on the stage with CeCe, around and around we whirled, lost in our own thoughts as our muscle memory took control. "And dinner here is never second best," Jackson sang while the plates lifted the spoons, then, as one, we released them to fall into our waiting arms. I caught CeCe around her waist and returned her to her feet. She was breathing heavier than I expected, unfortunately we still had another forty seconds or so of fast paced dancing. I passed her on and another girl took her place, then another, then another, and she was back. "Please be our guest!" Jackson crescendoed.
I threw CeCe in the air, she twisted, and soon she was in my arms again. I held onto her a second to long, then we had to run off stage in a flurry and I lost sight of her. We had a couple of scenes before we were needed again, so I decided to hole up for a few minutes. I hid in the locker room showers and started to regulate my heart rate and my breathing. Both were far to fast.
I started to think about CeCe, as in, her face popped into my mind momentarily, and my heart rate sped up again. I concentrated on my breathing until my heart returned to a more steady rhythm. I thought of CeCe again and had to repeat the process again. / Oh no, I thought. This can't be happening. I can't. I can't.
Yet the more I denied it, the more I refused it; the more I realized the truth. I wasn't falling, I had fallen.
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A minute later CeCe came to find me for the next song and I was hyper aware of how fast my heart was, and how sweaty my palms became. I spent the rest of play enduring the exact same kind if torture. To be honest, when it was time to go I fought with myself about walking CeCe home. Chivalry won and I walked along side her until we reached her apartment building.
Sorry if Gunther's epiphany seemed sudden, but I thought it was time one of them figured it out. XD*Evil smile*
Chapter dedicated to Sasori's-girl99. ^^
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