DISCLAIMER- No, dude's and dudette's. I don't own Shake It Up. Or (I got a few ideas from these books) The Immortals. Of course not. This is a fanfiction site, duh! :)

A/N: Kay, I'm so sorry I didn't get this one out last night, I just wanted to make it a little more thought out, I had a little more trouble with this chapter. It's a bit more of a filler, but I have plenty of drama to come.

Okay, one last thing, here's the chart again. I'm gonna start posting it every chapter because you're going to need it for them:

Red- Energy, strength, anger, passion, fear, ego.

Orange- Self-control, ambition, courage, thoughtfulness, lack of will.

Yellow- Optimistic, happy, intellectual, friendly, indecisive, easily led.

Green- Peaceful, healing, compassion, deceitful, jealous.

Blue: Spirtual, loyal, creative, sensitive, kind, moody.

Violet: Highly spirtual, wisdom, intuition.

Indigo- Benevolence, highly intuitive, seeker.

Pink: Love, sincerity, friendship

Gray- Depression, sadness, exhaustion, low energy, skepticism.

Brown- Greed, self-involvement, opinionated.

Black- Lacking energy, illness, imminent death.

White- Perfect balance.

Chapter 4:

Cece's POV-

I sat up in the hospital bed, and reached into my backpack and grabbed my cell phone, and my diary. My mom had very kindly brought my backpack from home. I could see it on my mom's face how worried and stressed she was.

I picked out a purple pencil, then began to write. I was feeling that pathetic feeling again.

Dear Diary,

I am just... torn.

The guy I like is sending me mixed signals. How am I supposed to know how he feels if he kisses me, then apologizes to his EX- GIRLFRIEND about it?

I feel like maybe I shouldn't let him push me around. I should tell him he needs to get it over with. He needs to confess who he's REALLY in love with.

Me or Dina?

Yea, maybe it's time to not be Cece, the girl who you can push around or just kiss for no apparent reason. Maybe it's time to be Cece, the girl who you don't mess around with. The girl who will stand up for herself!

Now I must put down my pencil and become,

-The New Cece

I quickly placed my pencil in it's pouch, and my diary in the backpack and pick up my phone and text Deuce.

To: Deuce

its cece. we need 2 tlk rite away. plz come to my stupid hospital room.

Man, I hate dealing with drama in a hospital.

To: Cece

sure, no prob cece. ill b rite ovr.

I tapped my fingers on the stand, waiting.

Tik, tok. The clock mocked me. Tik, tok.

Finally, after what felt like an hour of waiting (but was probably ten minutes) Deuce walked in.

"Ummm... Hi, Cece." He said, nervously.

I didn't feel bad for him. I was here to stand up for MYSELF.

"We need to talk."

He sighed. "I know."

"What's going on Deuce? I'm in a stupid HOSPITAL, Deuce, and this drama isn't what I should be worried about. I should be worried about when I'll feel better, or whether or not Gary's gonna let me dance ever again. So why don't you sit down and tell me, honestly, who you have feelings for. Do you like me or Dina?" I say, in a rush.

He sighed, again. "Cece, look-"

"Just answer the question, Deuce."

"You."

"Huh?" I had expected him to break the news that he was still in love with Dina.

"I said 'you'."

"I heard you, it's just..."

"It's just what?"

"Well, it's just you APOLOGIZED for kissing me to her... I'm getting mixed signals here Deuce!" I exclaimed, exhasperated.

"I'm sorry. I just hated seeing Dina upset, is all. Really, I broke up with Dina because... I like you, Cece."

I blushed. Ugh, why do I ALWAYS do that when he says he likes me? "I uhh... I like you too, Deuce."

3 Days Later-

I'm finally allowed out of the hospital and Deuce and I are going great. Dina always seems depressed and snappy and makes me feel bad but...

I used my annoying crutches to walk up to Gary.

"Er, hey Gary."

"Oh, Cece, hi, where have you-Oh! What happened to your ankle?"

"Long story. I can't dance for months Gary."

"Cece, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to fire you... just rules. We'll need someone to-"

I cut him off. "Oh, please, please!"

Gary shook his head. "Sorry Cece."

I turned to Deuce for help, who was suddenly grinning. "Hey Gary, I think I know what will change your mind." Deuce said.

Cece's House-

"No, I most certainly will NOT go on a date with Gary Wilde." Mom said.

"OH, PLEASE? PLEAASE? It's the only way Gary won't fire me! Otherwise, I'll have to be done with dancing... forever!"

That was an exaggeration, of course. :)

She rolled her eyes, huffing. "Fine, but you owe me big-time, little girl."

I high-fived Deuce. "Thanks, Deuce!" I said, then happily leaned in to kiss him.

Deuce's POV-

After I got home, I used my new cell phone (touch screen!) to text Cece.

wanna meet at the park? picnic for my sweetie pie ;)

I sent her.

(A little heads up here, Deuce isn't used to his new phone yet, so he accidentaly sent the text to Dina, unknowingly.)

Cece's POV-

I look at Rocky, tired of TV. "Let's go do something! I'm BOORED!"

"Like what? Didn't the doctor say to be gentle on your foot?"

"Yea, but I'm BOOORED!"

She laughed. "Whatever, have it your way. Let's go to the park."

I nodded. "Okay." I tried to stand up, but lost my balance and fell. Rocky laughed, and I stood up, glaring at her.

"So NOT funny." I said.

"SO funny." She said.

I rolled my eyes and walked ahead of her, as she contunied laughing.

After we arrived, Rocky pointed to a couple sitting down on a blanket having a romantic picnic, with cute candles and stuff.

"Awww." I said.

Then my jaw dropped when I realized who the couple was.

Dina and Deuce.

My eyes got wet. I knew he still had feelings for her. I KNEW IT!

Rocky looked shocked. We stood behind a tree and couldn't hear a word that was exchanged.

"Cece, you need to go talk to Deuce."

I shook my head. "No. He doesn't care enough to listen to what I have to say anyway."

"Go Cece!" She whisper/yells, pushing me out from behind the fat tree.

Deuce looks up, sees who it is (me of course!) and immediantly tries to talk.

"Cece, honestly, it's NOT what it looks like."

My eyes got wetter then. He won't even admit when he's caught. "Yea? Then what is it?"

"I got a new phone recently, right? And I'm not used to it yet, so I accidentaly texted Dina asking her to a picnic, when I meant to text YOU."

"Yea right! I wanna hear that from Dina, then. And I better hear the truth, NOW!" I said, angered.

Deuce's POV-

I knew exactly what Dina would say. She'd say anything to break Cece and I apart. She going to lie, so Cece will forever hate me. I honestly wanted Cece at this picnic with me!

I looked at Dina, her aura a bright yellow for indecisive.

I looked right at Dina, and pleaded with Dina to tell the truth. I'd explained it all to her after I figured things out when she arrived.

PLEASE, tell the truth, please tell the truth, please tell the truth!

Then her aura turned between brown and orange, back and forth as she thought it out.

"NOW!" Cece said, impatiently.

"Okay. I'll tell you what's going on here Cece. Here's the real truth..." She started.

A/N: HIYA! Again, a little short, but I like the cliffhanga ending, you? So Dina's either going to make it or break it here. This isn't my favorite chapter, it's more of a filler because I couldn't do the next dramatic thing yet. Kay, kay, hope you liiikkeed!