A/N: HEEEY! So, here is the new chapter. I hope you will like it, because there are ReCe moments :3 And I love how everyone love them. It´s my #1 Disney OTP. Hell, yeah!

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Dangerous Game

Chapter 3: Don´t Judge The Book By It´s Cover

It was another day at McKinley High and it was already our third month as freshmans and we slowly got used to being at High School. It was a lot of homeworks, but honestly, I was always a little bit smarter than other, so I didn´t have to study much. I just knew it (everything exept science stuff).

Tinka was just like me, Dina wasn´t bad, she was somewhere in the middle and Deuce was literally a genius. He knew everything and sometimes I was wondering, how it´s possible to be good in every class, like he was. I guess it´s the Lana Del Rey thing, maybe people who are listening to her are smarter or what...

Anyways, the weird thing that happend is, that Cece and I started to be friends and she was also talking a bit to Tinka and Dina, which was really weird, since Tinka was even less popular than me and Dina hated Cece, but she never said it aloud in front of her.

Well, of course she liked to be friend with me, when she knew I wont help her with anything, if she will be cocky like she used to. So I guess it was just her plan or something, she wanted to have good grades, so...

But those things she was doing to me...Being a friend is one thing, and doing those freakin´seductive things in front of me, that´s something different. I was just hoping nobody else was noticing that.

Like this one day...

We had a class, where were we disscusing things like family, friends...you know, these stupid social issues, that everyone already knew, but for some unknown reason, we had to have a class about it.

Tinka was missing that day, so Cece was sitting next to me, while Deuce was sitting with Dina giving me bad looks, because of Cece. Deuce was making fun of her with me all the time, but I told him that since she didn´t do anything to me, I wont be mean to her.

„So, now will everyone tell the name of their role model. But I don´t want to hear Miley Cyrus or Big Sean, am I clear? Someone from your family or some friend of yours.", the teacher said and I wasn´t thinking for too long, I already knew who will I say.

Cece was lost in her thoughs for a moment and I swear she looked some kind of lost, like she didn´t have anyone to say.

„You can say me, if you want to.", I whispered to her ear and she looked at me and smiled, then she playfully smashed my arm.

„Idiot.", she said and teacher was looking at us, so it meant we should say who our rolemodels were. I looked at Cece.

„Rocky wants to go first!", she shouted and I rolled my eyes and started talking.

„My brother Ty, because he is always there for me and he is the closest person I have. He is great at everything he does and hopefully one day I will be as good as he is.", I said and teacher smiled and nodded, looking like he was satisfied with my answer.

„And what about you, Cece?", he asked her and she was thinking about it, before she said something.

„I don´t think I have someone. Maybe my mom, but I can´t say she´s my role model.", she said and everyone´s eyes were on her in the moment she said that.

I was looking at her surprised too. Well, I´ve heard many rumours about her, but I never heard anything about her family. I only knew that she had a younger brother, nothing else.

„Why isn´t she your role model?", he asked her and she looked fully serious now.

„Well...she just isn´t.", she said in a voice, that was strictly saying, that she doesn´ t want to talk about it anymore, and thankfully the teach understood it and he started to asking someone else.

Cece looked sad and tired at once and she layed her head on the desk in front of her. I don´t know why, but I felt sorry for her and for some reason, I wanted to make her feel better.

„You can lay on me if you want to.", was the dumbest thing I could said in that moment, because after those words she smiled with that smile and she slowly layed on me. She was still sitting in her own chair, but she rested her back against my chest, her head was under my chin and I swear I didn´t know what was happening.

Nobody was looking at us, only Deuce rolled his eyes and then he started giggling a bit, because he was thinking she is using me like a piece of furniture. In fact, she was, but in that moment I didn´t care.

I felt butterflies in my stomach, because of her body pressing against mine. She was so soft and I couldn´t believe she was really laying on me. God, she is Cece Jones and she is doing this to me...And she smelled so good, like fresh fruits and vanilla.

Yeah, I was melting in my chair because of her. She was doing things to me I couldn´t even explain, but it was really happening and...I didn´t know, if it was good or bad. But I liked it. I really did. Shit, this isn´t going to be good...

„Do we have to have the project on science tomorrow?", she asked me in a whisper and that brought me back to the reality.

„Shit, I forgot...", I cursed.

„It´s okay, we can do something till tomorrow. Can I come to your house today, or you want to come to mine?", she asked me and I was frozen.

„Oh, are you serious? You want to spend your time doing a science project with me in my apartment? You, Miss RedheadPopular?", I asked her.

I was doing fun of her everytime and we both got used to it. But this time I kind of meant it. She really wanted to actually DO the project? Wow. That was...everything, but not her.

„I am serious, I need a good grade.", she said, still in a whisper.

„Okay, you can come to my aparment after school and we can figure something out.", I told her and she just looked up to me, then she smiled and looked back down.

And that killed me.

I mean, I wish you could see it. It was that secutive cute way of looking at me. I swear, nobody EVER looked at me like she did. And that made me know how attracked to her I really am. Okay, I didn´t want to admit that I may feel something to her, because she is just...you know how she is, but I have to say that I am at least attracked to her like a hell. And if she wont stop doing those things she´s doing to me, I am sure it will just grow. (If I had something in my pants, I am sure IT WILL GROW).

Shit. What did I just think about? Ew. That wasn´t appropriate. Fuck it.

After school we both came to our apartment. I was only hoping Ty wont be at home, because I could literally see his reaction about Cece being in our apartment. But what, it was only for some stupid science project, so what.

„Wow, so this is your room?", Cece asked as she walked to my room, looking around herself curiously.

Of course, my walls were full of posters. Eminem, 2Pac, MJ, Linkin Park, Paramore, 30 Seconds To Mars, Bruno Mars and so many others I can´t even mention all of them because there was plenty. There was also a picture of Cory Monteith, who just died. If I didn´t mention it yet, I am a huge fan of Glee and it was such a big tragedy that he died.

Cece stopped by his photo and looked at it with sad expression.

„I´ve heard about it.", she said and I just nodded, sadly, and sat up on my bed.

„So, where should we start?", I asked her and right in that moment, before she could even answer, my bro walked to my room.

„Heya sis, I-...Am I interupting something?", he asked us, when he noticed that Cece Jones was in the room together with me and he gave me a questional look.

I swear I was gonna kill him in that second he asked that dumb question that made me feel embarrased and nervous at once.

„Oh, hey Ty.", Cece said and I rolled my eyes when I saw him smirking. I absolutely knew what was on his mind right in the moment I saw his smirk.

„We are just gonna do a science project, whatcha want?", I asked him. Meanwhile Cece sat on the bed right next to me and she was also giggling, like she kinda knew what was going on between me and my brother.

„Oh, okaaaaay. I was just wondering if you want to go with me to the streets tonight. Ya know, I want you to prove your dancing skills in some freestyle battle.", he said and I smiled widely.

It was a really long time we didn´t dance together and I was sure I was a better dancer since then. A LOT better. And I wanted to prove it to him. Not only him, but also to me and those peeps who will be watching us. Hell, yeah!

„You can count on me, Ty. After we´ll finish this shit, we can go.", I said and he winked at me last time before he left my room.

Okay, and now I was only praying that Cece wont say a word about „am I interrupting something?". But thank God, she didn´t. She just looked like she knew how he meant that.

„You´re still dancing?", she asked me and I nodded and looked on the photo on my desk, where was Ty and me, both of us holding a trophy we won in a freestyle dancing last year. Yeah, the „Blue Siblings" were pretty popular in dancing industry of Chicago, I can honestly say that, but I didn´t want to sound like an idiot.

„Yeah, we both love it.", I replied and she smiled.

„It´s nice that you both have something that is...somehow important to you.", she said and I was staring at her, because she was acting somehow...differently. She looked very serious, but also more like a human, not a popular cocky person.

„Don´t you have something like that?", I asked her and she sighed.

„Well, I used to dance when I was younger, but now...I don´t have anything. I guess hanging out around Chicago with my friends and my boyfriend is a full time job."

Let´s take a moment for poor Rocky, who just heard Cece saying, that she has a boyfriend. Rocky didn´t know she has one, even when it was Cece Jones, because it´s obvious that popular lady needs a popular guy to be with her.

The fuck, I can´t be dissapointed, what was I thinking? That she´s single and she´s trying something on me? Fuck me and my logic. I shouldn´t blame logic, because my brain is saying the opposite of things I feel, so I blame my heart.

I rather looked away from her for a few second, because I am a really bad at hiding what I really feel and then I turned back to her.

„Maybe you should dance with us sometimes. Of course, if you don´t have too much on your schedule, princess.", I told her and I slowly stood up, searching for my notepad from science in my bag.

„Is that a real offer?", she asked me, with that smirk again and I turned to her and smirked back, nodding. Well, I wasn´t sure what would Ty say about it, but screw him, for what he had done today.

„Well okay, then. Someday we can dance now, we should finally start with the project."

Okay, I can honestly say, that our science project sucked. We were working on it for almost 2 hours, but there were so many mistakes and half of the things we didn´t know, or didn´t understand, so we both knew we were screwed. But we were hoping, tha the teach will appreciate that we at least tried to do something.

And the weird thing was, that Cece had some problem with the reading stuff. She always asked me if I can read it aloud, because she couldn´t see it right.

„Cece, shouldn´t you wear glasses?", I asked her and I wasn´t ready for the reaction she had after I asked. She looked down to her knees and then I saw a tear falling down her cheek.

„Gosh, I´m sorry, did I say something wrong?", I asked her and I put my hand on her shoulder, looking straight to her face.

„N-no, it´s not your fault. I-I just...", she stopped there and wipped away her tears. Then she looked right into my eyes and I felt really weird in that moment.

That girl that was facing me, it wasn´t that Cece Jones I knew. Right in this moment, she wasn´t that cocky, arrogant and popular girl. She looked so...innocent, that I couldn´t even believe it.

„What is it, Cece? You can tell me, I wont tell anyone.", I said to her, more in a whisper and I hoped she wont start crying again.

„I never told anyone, but...I am dyslexic. That´s why I am so bad at school, because even when I try to learn, I just...I can´t see everything right and everytime I´m at school, I am so scared that I will have to read something aloud.", she conffessed and started crying, I didn´t know what to do, so I just hugged her tightly.

This wasn´t a game, this wasn´t some of our jokes we were doing. She was really crying and I was comforting her. She just told me something she never told anyone and I didn´t know, how should I feel about it. Anyways, I did appreciate, that she had the guts to tell me, someone who wasn´t a really close person to her.

I felt so sorry for her. I didn´t know, that she could have a problem like this, I didn´t know, that there could be someone else in her, not only that Cece Jones I knew. This Cece was different, she was like a small scared kid hidden in a body of a 16 years old girl. It was a real surprise to me, to know this side of Cece Jones, which probably nobody else knew.

„Cece, it´s okay.", I whispered to her and I slowly pulled out from her. Meanwhile she stopped crying, but her eyes were red and she looked really sad.

„No, it´s not. I feel so stupid, and-and I feel even worse now, when I told you. I shouldn´t, what if you-.", I cutted her right there with my finger on her lips.

„Shhh. I wont tell anyone. Do you really think I am such an idiot, that I will tell someone? Come on, I am not a person that´s talking shit about others. Don´t worry, I will keep it a secret.", I said and she nodded and looked down on the floor.

„Cece...it will be okay.", I said, still trying to make her feel better.

„No, it wont. It´s something I am ashamed of and it wont just go away."

I was silent for a while and thinking about it. Then I took a deep breath and spoke again.

„Look, Cece. I know it´s not going to be easy, but you need to think positive. It will make you stronger, because all that pain will turn into a power. Think about it in that way, that you have a harder way to live, but you are strong and you will make it anyway. Look at all those people, who have worse things to deal with, and either way they´re happy. I am sure you will be too."

I didn´t know anyone, who´s dyslexic, but I knew people, who had cancer. I knew people, who didn´t have legs, or arms (because me and Ty were on this one dance competition, where were these people DANCING! And if they didn´t have arms, they danced with their legs, if they didn´t have legs, they danced on their arms) and I knew that it isn´t easy thing to deal with, but even if it was hard, it wasn´t impossible.

And there is this things, that I am gay. So...it means, that I know, how it is to keep a secret, how it feels to be ashamed of something, to be scared of that the others may think.

Cece looked at me with this intense look. Then I finally saw her smiling.

„Thank you, Rocky. I guess I needed to hear this from someone."

The only thing that I couldn´t stop thinking about was, that I was the first one she ever told this. I mean, she had like...million friends and a boyfriend.I have only a few friends, but I am sure I will tell them without a doubt, if they would tell someone or not.

„Why am I the first one you told this?", I asked her curiously.

She sighed and layed down on my bed, looking onto the ceilling, looking really tired. Guess it wasn´t a good question at the time, but whatever.

„I don´t know, Rocks. I guess I just...don´t really believe anyone.", she explained, but I still didn´t understand.

„So why did you tell me?"

She sat up and looked at me, while I was still confused by her weird acting. Nothing was making sense anymore and I was only waiting for the moment she would tell me she´s one part of the Avengers and she is saving the world from Nicki Minaj.

„I just feel...that I can believe you. Even when you´re making fun of me all the time, you are not like the others. Everyone else is talking bullshit about me, or hating me, even when they don´t have an exact reason. I am not blind, I can see their looks, I know that they´re jealous of me and stuff, but you...You are different. You are not like them.", she said and my heart started beating faster, than it was a minute ago, because this was one of those moments, that were just magical. You know, like in those sentimental movies...

I felt it. And I am sure she could feel it too. It was a moment, that only us two were sharing and those things she just told me...It turned everything upside-down.

„Cece, to be completely honest with you, I didn´t know what to think about you. You know, all those rumours and stuff and all that fun making...I actually was like them. I was thinking that you are like they were saying you are, but...I am just not a person who should judge someone by what others say. I am making a picture of someone by his acting, by the way the person is to me."

Cece got dangerously closer to me, but thank Oprah, not too close.

„So what picture you have of me?", she asked.

„Well...today it changed a lot. It seems like you are more deep than I thought.", I said and she smiled sweetly.

„I am glad it did. Well, I gotta go, friends are already waiting for me.", she said and got up from my bed.

„Are they?", I asked.

„Yeah."

„No, I mean...are they your friends?", I asked and there was a dead silence for a few seconds. Then she turned to me and gave me a sad look.

She didn´t answer, though. She just waved before she left my room and then my apartment. And after she left me, I couldn´t stop thinking about her. Because since that day, I wasn´t attracked to her only because of her seductive looks and her game she was playing with me all the time. I started to find her...interesting.

She was like a book. I saw only the cover and I liked it, thinking that the inside is shitty. But then I opened the book, I read the first pages, and...I started liking it.