Alpha, beautiful people! (: (No, I'm not from Hawaii or anything like this, I just thought it would be fun to say something different than hey for once.)

If anyone of you has twitter and / or tumblr, I am lynchwannabe and twerking-with-rocky, you can follow me, if you want. (Don't mind the twerking in the tumblr URL, it's kind of an insider joke) :D

Anyways, I'm not sure, if I have asked this you guys before, so here I go. Me and Leonardo da Vinci have something in common... and that would be the fact, that we can't work on just one thing. I have gotten much better at focusing on one or a few projects and, on the contrary to Mr da Vinci, I do finish what I'm working on. (; Whatever, right now I am kind of working on another fanfiction and I'm collecting ideas for other fanfics, as well. So right now I am slowly writing an R5 fanfiction, and for those, who don't know what I mean, R5 is a band and I am writing a fanfiction about them and an OC, own character, well mostly about an OC and a specific member, but that doesn't matter right now. It's like more for myself, but we will see. Beside of this, I have some ideas for following ships: Runther, DeCe, Tynka, Rogan, RTD and Auslly (I know, it's not from Shake It Up, but they are one of my FPFL, which means favourite pairings for life. Yep, I made that abbreviation up, because OTP actually means only one pairing, even if people use this for more than one ships.

Anyway, I wanted you guys to tell me, which of all these projects I should work on! You can either tell it in a review or vote in a poll at my profile. There isn't the R5 fanfiction possibility, but I doubt any of you would like to read a story including a band you don't know, lol. You can choose this variant, though, as well as a pairing I haven't mentioned, as long as it's in a show I actually know something about. :D

So, I am excited for your votes (hopefully there will be any) and, as always, your reviews! C:

Replies to reviews

fortheloveofchocolate : Yes, yes I have, and you should honestly stop worrying, I pay much attention to the opinion of my readers! But thanks for complimenting (:

DarkNight18 : Opposites Attract It Up? I suppose that's a new Shake It Up episode, I just realized I haven't watched Shake It Up or any other show for ages, lol. But it's pretty suckish to watch everything online... anyways, the title makes me think of Tynka, but I don't know anything specific. If you want, you can go look up the episode on the Shake It Up wikis, they are also usually the first one to publish the promo. / Anonymous tip, that's a great idea, might use it sometime! (:

CosmicLoathe : Oh my gosh, your review just made my day. I try my best c:

Chapter XIII

It was about seven o'clock and Gunther was still sleeping, when his cellphone ringed. He grabbed it, groaning, because the light of its screen blended him for a few moments and answered the call without looking at the ID.

"Hello?" he said, running his fingers through his hair.

"Hey," a voice replied, which was recognized quickly; it was Adeline.

"Hey," Gunther repeated, trying to figure out, why she had called.

"It would be kind of easier, if you'd tell me your name," Adeline stated giggling.

"Umm, the name's Nat," he lied, because he still had hope to learn something important about Rocky and wasn't sure, if she hadn't heard about him.

"Nat," she said, as if trying out, how his fake name sounded. "Well, Nat, am I going to see you at school today?"

"I don't go to your school," he answered quickly.

"Then what about meeting at my school after the lesson?" she suggested in a flirty tone.

What had actually happened to the shy girl, that he had in his memories? Gunther asked himself.

"Sorry, I'm very busy today," he answered spontaneously.

"Oh, that's sad. But we can still talk before heading to school," Adeline said; she was probably smiling now.

"Yeah, sure," Gunther agreed and decided to walk into the kitchen, as a coffee would be needed.

Rocky woke up very late today, because she barely got any sleep in the night. A nightmare plagued her and the nightmare was a memory, that Rocky tried to let go, but her mind refused to.

She was climbing through the window of the Jones' apartment to visit her best friend, CeCe. She put her feet on the couch and greeted, "Hey, hey, hey!"

She waited a few moments for CeCe to reply, but she was most likely on a date with the girls' best guy friend, Deuce. Nothing was official yet, so Rocky was very excited to know the details. She decided to stay here and wait for CeCe to come back from her date and walked to the couch, where Flynn was playing some video game, as always. She just hoped, he wasn't mad because of what she told him last time.

"Hey, Flynn," she greeted cheerfully and sat down next to him.

"No... please, not again..."

She looked at Flynn, smiling, but the smile faded away quickly.

"No... I can't take this..."

He was sitting on the couch accurately, but his throat...

The left side of his throat...

There was a huge hole, probably made with a knife, and blood was splashing out of it like a fountain.

Rocky shrank backinstinctively; she had never seen that much blood before. But then she realized, what was actually happening.

He couldn't take the lost of so much blood. She had to do something.

She grabbed his hand and tried to feel the pulse, but she could only feel the pounding of her own heart. Then she saw wounds on the wrists' veins, similar to the ones that people do, when they want to end their life. Her eyes became even more widen than they were before, but she didn't have time to be scared; it was about seconds.

She tore a piece of the cloth of her t-shirt and tried to press it against the blood fountain, but the shred got completely soaked with blood during the next cried out, because she knew, that she couldn't help Flynn anymore.

His body shook in agonie a few last times, but then it was over.

Tears grewin her eyes and found their way down her cheeks, when she threw herself on Flynn's lifeless body, not caring, if she was covered in blood or not.

"Rocky?" a voice yelled. "I'm back from my-"

CeCe stared at her best friend and her brother, both covered in blood.

And the knife, that was laying a metre away from them.

Why had the memory to be still so fresh, after all this years, Rocky asked herself in her thoughts and shook her head, trying to shake the vulnerability taking over her.

She remembered, that her parents mentioned something as a travel, since it was their marriage anniversary in a week and that they were very excited today. Maybe she could invite Gunther to come to her apartment? There was enough food left.

She grabbed her phone and called her friend. He picked up after about ten seconds, "Hello?"

"Hi Gunther, it's me, Rocky. I thought, since my... my... my family is out of house for at least a few days, maybe you could come over?" she asked insecurely.

"Sure, on my way," Gunther replied shortly, but cheerfully and hung up.

"I have news," Gunther announced, as they had greeted and sat down on the couch in the living room.

The atmosphere here felt different to Rocky, not, what it would usually feel like. She realized she felt home anywhere he was, and this realization conjured a smile on her lips, for whatever reason. She managed to nod, feeling her insides getting warm; it wasn't the first time, but it felt every time like it was.

"I talked to a girl from our school and I got interesting informations in the process," he added, licking his dry lips.

"Well, what is it about?" Rocky questioned curiously, scratching her cheek.

"She told me something about a certain clique, which is kind of like a bully group. They are called 'The Richards'. Did you ever heard of them?"

"No, they weren't there when I have gone to school, must be something new," she replied.

"Then I will tell you a few things. The Richards choose a person, that isn't liked by them; maybe he or she has a big nose or is good at school, anything," Gunther said, watching Rocky bite her lower lip at his last words. "Then, every week at Fridays, the victim must go through an activity, that the Richardshave chosen for it. It can be a fight with one of the Richards or a travel into trash, either way, something humiliating."

"This sounds horrible."

"And it is. But no one can do something against them, since they are scaring people a lot."

Rocky tucked a strain of her dark-brown hair behind her ear. "I think we are at the point, where you can explain, why you have told me about this bully group."

"Well, this time Adeline was in a brilliant mood and I asked her, what she knew about you. She told me the usual things and when I said, that I'm wondering, if it wasn't you - I know it's not you -, who could have done that and why. Then she told me about The Richards and about some of the members who almost got into jail a few times, hinting, that it could be them. She didn't say anything concret, though, she's probably scared, as the rest."

"So you suggest, a group of bullies, that formed after - after all this happened, murdered - murdered Flynn? But what reason would they have? And how can you be sure they can go that far? I knew lots of jerks at school, but they would never kill someone, steal someone's life just like that," Rocky said and laid her nervous hands down in her lap. She knew this was the only clue they had in the moment, but she didn't want to cling to every, even unrealistic possibility and have her hopes shattered afterwards.

"I don't know, but Adeline told me lots of scary things about the pasts of The Richards, so it might be true. And the reason... I think it's up to you to find it out," Gunther replied thoughtfully.

"What do you mean with 'it's up to you'?" Rocky asked confused.

"Only you can know it. It's your past and something that happened in it, must be the key to all of this."

"Yeah, probably," she started calmly. But the problem is, that I don't remember anything or anyone, that would want to destroy my life," Rocky finished angrily.

Gunther shook his head, "It could be any ridiculous reason for a sick person that is guilty in what happened."

She gave her blonde-headed friend an apologizing look, before staring at the ground and thinking.

"It's going to storm tonight, you will have enough time to think back. I'll probably go now," he said and stood up, going to leave the apartment, when Rocky's cold and sweaty hand grabbed his wrist.

"Please, stay," she mouthed, looking at him pleadingly and he sat back down.

Sometimes he really didn't understand her. She was angry and seemed to want to be alone for the rest of her life, but the next second she was confused and wanted him to stay, gazing at him with her sad chocolate brown eyes, hidden behind the long eyelashes a little bit, deep like an ocean and emotional like her soul.

Maybe she was just broken, tired of having to exist alone and at home, tired of crying about the fact, that people believed she murdered a person, a friend of hers, even. Maybe she just needed someone who would ignore her mood changes, ignore the way people thought about or looked at her and would just see Rocky Blue, the cheerful girl with a dance obsession and love for school.

But Gunther couldn't see the girl he had teased years ago, the girl she had been, before this mishap happened to her; she had gone and made way for the new, depressive and always-sad Rocky, thereby letting the third Rocky be shown. The third Rocky, Gunther thought, was a complicated person. She was thinking much about life, about its good and its bad sides, coming to the conclusion, that there were more bad sides and always being mistrustful towards everyone and everything.

Gunther was willing to love every of the Rockys, how strange or freaky she might behave, as long as at least one of them was feeling sympathy towards him, too. And if he should stay, then he would.

It wasn't like he wouldn't want to spend more time with the girl he loved.