The next day, I stood at my locker, waiting for the bell to ring. Just being the awesome person I am. For those that don't know, that awesome person is the one and only, CeCe Jones.
Günther walked up to me. "Hello, baybee" He said, his Merchian accent strong. I groaned, annoyed.
"Go away, Günther." I said, aggravated.
"But you love me."
"No, I don't and you know it, dumbf—"
"Not here CeCe" Rocky chided. I hadn't noticed she was standing next to me until then. I scoffed. Rocky's brother Ty and our friend Deuce who had his arm draped over his girlfriend Dina's shoulder were across the hall. I banged my head against my locker, hoping that if I give myself a concussion, he'll leave. No such luck. Damn!
Rocky sat next to me, eating her home-brought veggie burger. It's gross, but Rocky was a vegetarian, and I loved her, so I had to deal with it. Across from us were Dina and Deuce, and next to Deuce was Ty. We all sat around, not knowing what to talk about. It was awkward, especially since we weren't usually like this.
Günther, followed by Tinka sat down at our table. I stood up, agitated. That boy was really getting on my nerves. Why doesn't he just leave me alone. He knows I don't like him like that. I walked out of the cafe', mad as hell. From the corner of my eye, as I left, I saw Günther's face. He looked puzzled. I scoffed. I knew he knew, and he knew, that I knew that he knew. How could he not? He was there, when I clearly said, 'I'm in love with your jacket.' Or does he not have functioning ears? Or maybe he really likes me like that? Doubt it. He made it perfectly clear when he dumped me the first time. How dare he toy with my emotions like that. Date me for a day, and then dump me as if he never actually cared? He's such a jerk. I couldn't stand him!
After school during our rehearsal for Shake It Up!, I glared at him throughout the entire rehearsal. Gary Wilde, the show's host, took notice. I mean, it's kind of hard not to. I'm CeCe Jones. It's not like I'm invisible.
He pulled me aside "CeCe. I've noticed you've seemed mad at Günther. What's up." I sighed. I knew I could trust him. I just didn't want anyone thinking badly of me. For being one of those losers that are scared to love.
"Well, you remember when me and Rocky had our advice show?" I asked him tentatively, nervous. He nodded. "Well, Günther's cousin sent it something about being lonely, and I made some advice jokingly. He took it seriously, and we thought at the time it was Günther. So Rocky asked me to date Günther to make him happy. At first I didn't want to, because I had a rocky relationship with the Hessenheffers, which I didn't want to tell Rocky. But then me and Günther danced, and I liked it. He dumped me at the end of that dance. Now there's this stupid True Teen Life thing, and I can't handle, it's horrible." I didn't know why I was telling him this. I didn't tell stuff like this to adults, usually. When ever I did, something bad happens.
"CeCe, I don't think you don't like Günther, you're just trying not to get hurt again. Now get back on the stage." I sighed.