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Note: Can you guys wait for the next episode? CeCe and Gunther are suppose to dance together! **Fangirl Squeal**

Accidental

Chapter 11

CeCe POV

Most. Awkward. Walk. Ever.

Gunther kept looking like he wanted to say something, then he clamped his mouth shut. I had no idea what to say to him, so I kept quiet. My apartment building couldn't have come into view soon enough. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then," I said.

He smiled as if he couldn't wait for the sun to rise, then he thought better of it and waved. "See you at school." I was about to go inside when he started talking again. "Maybe I could walk with you and Rocky to school tomorrow."

His cheeks were so red with embarrassment I couldn't refuse. "I'll see you tomorrow." I walked inside and rode up to our apartment. I went straight to my room and collapsed on my bed. I was almost asleep when Flynn came in.

"Heard you guys did 'Beauty and the Beast' today. How'd you do?"

I waved my hand nonchalantly and Flynn walked away, satisfied that he had done his brotherly duty. I then fell asleep, a German Beast haunting my dreams as a red-headed Belle.

...

I woke up the next morning with a sore throat and a burning forehead. My mother wasted no time calling me off school. I groaned, knowing that the show tonight would be canceled. Curse my immune system.

Rocky's signature "Hey hey hey" rang throughout the apartment.

"In here," I called feebly.

Rocky's heavy footsteps bounded down the hall. As soon as she saw me in my bed, a pile of tissues on the floor, she ran back into the hall. "CeCe! Why didn't you tell me you were sick? Just standing in the hall could get me sick."

"Sorry, Rock. Had to let you know what was going on so you could tell others."

"Others? What others?"

"Kobb, for starters. Oh, and Gunther wanted to walk to school with us this morning, so he's probably downstairs."

Rocky appeared in the doorway with a thump. "Why would he do that? He's closer to the school than we are."

"How am I suppose to know."

"Well, you and him are all buddy-buddy now, after all. I wouldn't be surprised if you told him about your dyslexia."

I decided that my confession from the other day was better kept as a secret for the moment. I sat up. "Rocky, are you jealous of Gunther?"

"Wha- Wha- I'm sure I have no idea what you are talking about," Rocky spluttered.

"Sure you don't," I replied sarcastically.

"I have school. I'll come to see you later." She turned and left before I could call her name.

I felt terrible. Had I really been pushing Rocky to the side? I really hoped not. After all, Rocky is my best friend, not Gunther. Gunther is... Gunther is...

What is Gunther to me anyway?

I dwelled on that thought for the rest of the day, and came up with nothing. Of course sleeping off my sickness doesn't count.

I'm thinking of a new POV for the next chapter. Rocky perhaps?

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