Time flew by through spring break. Cece spent most of her time with Rocky. They organized, they shopped, they fooled around, just whatever came to mind. Before she knew it, school was in again.

Cece approached school as best as she could. She'd learned to deal with the lessons and was getting much better grades. It helped that Gunther made sure to stop by her locker and chat for a little while each day. Sometimes, he'd leave little, sweet, sparkly notes on her locker door.

As Friday rolled around, Cece began to get excited about the next day's dance. She had already picked a dress and she was going to show it to Rocky tonight.

As soon as school was let out, Cece dragged Rocky all the way home.

"Cece, what do you possibly have to show me that is this exciting?" Rocky giggled as Cece pulled her inside her room.

"Look at my new dress! I know, too fancy for the occasion?" Cece smiled at Rocky.

"Wow! It's beautiful! And it matches the outfit I picked out for the reunion!" Rocky held out the skirt of the dress. "You did say you were going to find something similar in style."

"The reunion?" Cece asked.

"Yeah, the Blue family reunion is tomorrow, remember?" Rocky laughed. "Good thing that Ty's college spring break is a week longer than ours."

"Oh," Cece had forgotten about the Blue family reunion. She had promised Rocky months ago that she would be helping out with Rocky and Ty's performance. Ty would be rapping and Rocky and Cece would be the dancers. Their family was finally expressing interest in their artistic interests and this was a big moment for Ty and Rocky.

"Wasn't that what you meant?" Rocky asked.

"Yeah, I had a Cece moment and forgot it was called a reunion," Cece laughed.

"Right, looking forward to seeing you tomorrow afternoon in that dress," Rocky gave her a thumbs up. "We'll look great out there!"

"Yeah, we sure will," Cece flopped over on her bed as Rocky left her room. She wasn't going to be going to the Junior Prom and she'd really been looking forward to it.

Cece called Gunther, but he didn't answer his phone. She left a message, briefly explaining that she wouldn't be able to attend the dance tonight.

By the time Rocky came to pick her up, Gunther still hadn't called back. Cece was a little more disappointed, but there was nothing he could do about the reunion anyway.

Rocky's family drove out to the center where they were holding the reunion.

It was a gigantic hall and Rocky was gushing over the stage at the end of the hall. She chattered on and on about the perfectness of the set-up and the lighting.

Cece tried her best to pay attention to Rocky's endless stream of words and excitement. She hoped she at least was giving the impression that she was having fun.

The Blue family was all curious to meet 'Rocky's best friend', so Cece soon found herself trying to keep up with more talking than just Rocky's comments.

At 9:30 PM, it was time for the performance. Cece, Rocky, and Ty climbed up on the stage. One of the Blue cousins started the music and Ty started rapping.

Like usual, Cece was soon lost in the steps of her dance routine. When she was dancing, Cece never thought of her problems. She danced as beautifully as ever through Ty's collection of original songs, glancing over at Rocky to grin every now and then. As the performance came to an end, Cece bowed to the Blue family as they stood and clapped for the performers.

Cece accepted all the compliments she was given with a smiling "Thank you!" She nodded and laughed along with all the Blues who thought that she was a 'wonderful dancer'.

After all was said and done though, Cece was happy to get back to the Blue's car. She sat down in the back seat and closed her eyes. She knew tonight had been a success and she knew Rocky was more than happy with tonight's results. She could tell by the way Rocky was excitedly squeezing her hand from the seat beside her. Yet, she wished she could have at least had one dance with Gunther. Sure, they danced on Shake It Up, Chicago together all the time, but that was work and wasn't the same. She wanted to share a real dance with him. A dance where they were together, just because they wanted to be together. Her emotions were always expressed best through dance and she figured it was probably the same for Gunther.

When Cece arrived home, she accepted a crushing hug from Rocky and then headed into the door to her home.

Georgia was leaning over the kitchen counter, eating a late dinner. "Hey, Cece! Have fun tonight?" she asked.

"Yeah, Mom, it was great," Cece answered half-heartedly. "One of our best performances yet. Too bad you had to go to work this evening."

"I'm glad you had fun," Georgia winked at her. "Now you better hurry up to your room, I left something up there for you."

Cece wondered what she could possibly be talking about, but curiosity got the best of her and she headed to her room.

As she opened the door, the first thing she noticed was sparkly streamers covering her ceiling and walls. The second thing she noticed was Gunther standing in the middle of the room, wearing a formal suit, and beaming brightly at her.

"Gunther…what are you?" Cece sputtered.

"I let your mother listen to the message you left me and we both decided you should be allowed one dance," Gunther held out his arms. "So, I'm here to give you that one dance."

Cece ran across the room and flung herself on Gunther. She hugged him tightly, her head pressed against his chest.

Gunther returned the favor, by putting his arms around her and pulling her closer to him.

"I can't believe Mom let you set this all up," Cece tried not to cry from the happiness of the moment.

"I gave her an essay on the important symbolism of this dance in our current relationship from a dancer's point of view, of course," Gunther rubbed his hand up and down her back. "That and she knew you'd bought a new dress for the occasion and you talked about it all through breakfast and then you went and selflessly helped out your friend without complaint. You didn't complain right?"

Cece laughed and pulled back. "Gunther, this may yet be the best night of my life."

"I hope it will be," Gunther reached over to her bedside table and pressed play on an unfamiliar sparkly cd player. (Cece guessed it must be his.)

A slow song began playing and Gunther and Cece assumed the appropriate dancing stance and began dancing slowly matching the music.

Cece leaned her head on Gunther's shoulder and felt the magic of the moment. Here she was, alone with Gunther, so many emotions flowing through her, she didn't know what to think. But she could tell one thing, the way they moved perfectly in sync, the way it felt to move this way with him, she knew exactly what she felt about him.

As the song came to an end, Cece tiptoed up to reach Gunther's face and pressed her lips against his. They kissed for what seemed to Cece like forever, except not long enough. As they separated, she could still feel a tingling sensation from her head to the tips of toes.

"I love you, Gunther," Cece whispered, eyes shining.

"I love you too, Cece," Gunther leaned his forehead against hers and they stood there for a while, just lost in each other.

After a few minutes, Gunther cleared his throat and backed up. "Well, Cece, I have to go. I have to be at the airport tomorrow morning, super early, to drive Tinka home after she says goodbye to Ty."

"Right, he's going back to college tomorrow," Cece nodded in agreement. "Well, see you soon." She couldn't resist but exchange one last quick kiss with him. It was fleeting, but carried just as much emotion as the first.

Cece watched as Gunther headed out of her room, his cd player in one hand, the other hand waving his farewell.

She leaned on her door frame for a few minutes, lost in the perfection of the time spent with Gunther, then drifted off to the bathroom to undress.

Cece fell asleep that night and dreamed only of Gunther and herself.