Second chapter is here! The first part is Cece's point of view. The second is third person.

Warning: the f-bomb gets dropped in this one so beware.

Also, a shout out to I Tear Paper For Fun! I'm actually a huge fan of your stories and it's an honour that you enjoy my story :)

Thanks to everyone who reviewed my the last chapter. Cyber cookies for you all!

Me and Rocky walked into the Shake It Up studio. It had been a long day at school and I was eager to get home and relax. There was a small crowd around the stage. Curious, we push through the crowd to see Gary with who I assume is the new dancer. His shaggy, black hair was messy and grey eyes were keen. He didn't have a single blemish on his face, Rocky was right. He is hot. He's just not what I'm interested in. After a few seconds, I narrow my eyes. There's something not right about him. I can't tell exactly what it is yet but I know one this for certain.

The new guy isn't human. Not at all.

Not many people know this, in fact there's only 3 that do, but I can sense when someone is human or not. Rocky was one of those people who knew. I was just about to drag Rocky away from him when Gary spoke up "OK dancers, I'm sure you're all aware of the new guy starting here. I'm giving you five minutes to get to know him. New guy, you can introduce yourself" I knew Gary said that last part due to the fact that he hardly pays attention when the topic of the conversation isn't about him. He forgot the new guys name already. As Gary walked away, the new guy smiled nervously. "Hi" he said in an extremely British accent, "My name's Damien, Damien Young. It's pleasure to be working with you all. I'm so excited to be here" I frown. Now I've never been the best at reading people I just met but he seems to be . . . faking? That can't be right. Why would he lie about being excited to be on Shake It Up? I look around, everyone seems to buy it. Hell, even Gunter and Tinka are asking if they can Be-twinkle his clothes. Rocky's even getting closer to talk to him.

Wait. What? I rush over to Rocky, grab her by the arm and drag her away, shouting an excuse towards the crowd.

"Cece, what the hell? I was talking!" she said with a slight frown on her face.

"I know, I'm sorry but there's something about him that doesn't seem right!" I reply.

"You said that last year about your new maths teacher!"

"He had a uni-brow and constant sweat patches! Of course I was gonna think something was wrong! And that's not got anything to do with the point I'm trying to make!"

"I'm sure your just being paranoid"

"I'm not!" Rocky rolls her eyes and turns to leave. I knew telling her Damien wasn't human would make her believe me and just as I was about to tell her a voice called down from above, telling us it was time to start rehearsing. I looked up and glared. Thanks Gary, you have perfect timing.

Sighing, I get in place next to Rocky as we start to rehearse. I push all thought of Damien out of my mind and let the beat of the music flow through me. I'll worry about Damien later 'cause right now I'm here dancing next to the one I love. And nothing can distract me from that. (*)

The teen sat on the edge of his bed, an X-Box controller in his hands and waited for the game to load. He sighed. It was always so boring when he wasn't able to go on a mission with his partner in crime. Looking around at his room, he saw manga and clothes laying hap hazardously across the bedroom floor. His drawing desk was littered with pieces of paper and pencils.

Faint music suddenly filled the room, he peered up to the TV and pressed 'Start'. He quickly got into the game, forgetting all thoughts of boredom and instead focusing and killing innocent talking teddy bears. A small, evil laugh rose from his lips, he always enjoyed playing this game. He'd become so focused in his game that he'd forgotten all about the world around so when Barbie Girl by Aqua exploded from the speakers, he jumped and let out a cry of shock. Damn, he thought, Kimberley must have found out I changed her ringtone already.

He pressed the answer button and raised the phone to his ear. "Barbie Girl? Really?" he asked.

"That's what you get for changing my ringtone. Again." Kimberley replied. He laughed.

"I thought it was funny" he said, amusement clear in his voice.

"Not when you change it to Friday by Rebecca fucking Black!" she growled.

"Woah! Calm down Kim! It's not as if I bugged it to stay stuck as Friday!"

"Yeah, yeah"

"So any other reason you called? Or did you just want to rage at me?"

"There was actually, you need to head down to Chicago. I got a report saying Damien's been spotted there and he has plans regarding one Rocky Blue." he raised his eyebrows.

"Plans?"

"Yep, he wants Rocky Blue as his. By any means necessary."

"I'll get right on it."

"Good, I'll catch up with you later."

"Cool, see ya Kim"

"See ya Princess." she hung up and he got up, letting his phone drop on the bed.

He made his way over to the window sill to grab the large backpack he left there and looked down at the little hula girl there. "Well Laylotti, looks like I'm in for a busy week."

And that's the end of that chapter!

All of my OC's have been mentioned however only two will be starring in this fic. I have plans for another story with Kimberley in that's set during the same time period as this one.

(*) Fun fact: I was really worried that this bit wasn't good enough compared to the rest of the chapter. No idea why.

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