A/N: Hello world of fanfiction! I've been watching the latest episodes of SIU with my little sisters and this idea popped into my head. How does Rocky and Logan actually transition from a random kiss to a possible relationship? It was some good practice writing again, so I hope you guys like it! And don't miss tonight's episode, I Do It Up!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Shake It Up or any of its characters. The Mouse House does.
Rocky made it pretty apparent to everyone whenever the radio blasted a Taylor Swift song that she wasn't a fan of the girl, but her hips were breaking her resolve. She couldn't help but twist them silently to herself backstage when a brostep master mix of "I Knew You Were Trouble" played to this week's routine. The spotlights beamed...but not for her. It was okay though, CeCe looked gorgeous in her black boots and pink-highlighted hair. And she was even able to finally land the handstand she'd been working months on...too awesome.
Jealousy was an ugly color on Rocky, she knew that...but even in all CeCe's awesomeness her mind couldn't help fade to that "I deserve to be there too" corner.
"This royally sucks," she sighed to no one in particular. Too bad someone answered.
"Tell me about it. No way can a man dance in THOSE tight of pants and retain his dignity. Sometimes I cry for our generation."
She jerked around to see Logan leaning on an A/V cart behind her.
"Whhyyyy are you here?"
"CeCe has the key to the apartment...unfortunately...and I need to get it from her."
"You moved in a week ago Logan, you don't have your own key yet?"
He rolled his eyes with as much emphasis as he could muster. "Yeah I did: 5 of them. Do me a favor, check your bff's jewlery box next time you come over. I swear she hid them all from me in there."
"Yeah, uh huh..." and she drifted off to stare back at the stage. The levels of awkward Logan felt he was reaching were almost at maximum until he decided to speak again. She looked way too sad for his liking.
"So Ms. Raquel, what plagues your brain?"
She continued to stare. "Don't call me that. And nothing, I'm fine."
"Don't look that way ta me. It's the Shake It Up thing isn't it?"
She didn't feel close enough to the guy to share her deep mental complexions so she decided to keep it as short as possible. "Maybe, maybe not. Doesn't matter much does it?"
"I don't see why. Not when there's a "Bob's Kabobs Assistant Shift Manager" plaque being made with your name on it. Seriously, it's coming in the mail in three days. What else could be better than delivering food on a stick together to the masses?" he was joking of course, but tried his hardest to hide the optimism covered up in all that sarcasm.
"You just don't get it. Dancing is...nothing."
"No, really what?"
And despite what she thought a few seconds ago, her heart began seeping out the cracks of her resolve. "Dancing is the one thing I do...where I feel special. Like someone beautiful ya know. Cece always went for it. She always did whatever it took to get what she wanted, which is why she's up there right now. Maybe I didn't fight hard enough, which is why I'm back here."
"Hey, Rocky, don't talk like that. You're a great dancer. To get me to learn to slow dance properly you've gotta be. But don't let all that define you. More than just dancing, you're also a hard worker-"
"-says my manager, thaaaaanks-"
"AND you're fun. AAAAAND you do have your way with puppies if I must say so myself," he smirked, thinking of the "unmentionable" incident between them before.
She couldn't help but smile at that. "Your puppies are pretty sweet too."
"Sooo...is there any chance our puppies could...set up another play date?"
"As friends, sure."
Logan shifted into serious mode. "C'mon, Rocky, we never get a chance to t-"
"SOOO HOW WAS I?" CeCe hopped from the stage and glued herself to her best friend's side.
"You were great CeCe," and she held out her hand for a congratulatory slap. "100 cool points goes to you for nailing that handstand."
"Why thank you my good woman."
"Ehh, it was ok," Logan shattered through their moment. "You need to work on your upper body frame though, it got wobbly a few times."
"Why are you here, Brogan?"
"One: don't call me that, and two: I'm locked out the apartment again."
"You mean MY apartment?"
"No, I mean OUR apartment. The apartment I've been forced to move into while our parents are on their honeymoon."
"Well, aren't we so forgetful of our things."
"Forgetful? C'mon, CeCe we both know you stole my keys."
"Paranoia's not an attractive color on you—as a matter of fact, nothing's attractive on you."
"Oh really, well Rocky wouldn't happen to think so-"
"Logan!" Rocky reprimanded him.
"Eeeeeewwwww!" CeCe covered her ears. "I thought we were ALL in agreement that your little DISGUSTING incident will never be brought up again!"
Rocky tried to calm everyone down. "It wasn't that dramatic, CeCe."
"I'm surprised your lips didn't melt off after landing on that thing called a face."
Logan scoffed. "I take a offense to that."
"Good, you were supposed to."
"Guys—ok!" and Rocky put a hand to both their faces. "Look, you both are giving me a major headache, and I gotta head home and start on my chemistry project. Don't kill each other while I'm gone, ok?"
"Wait, Rocky! What about operation get-you-back-on-the-show?"
"Yeah—uh, we'll work on that later, kay? Just call me-"
and her eyes landed on Logan. "JUST CeCe, ok? …bye..."
Logan stood staring back at her. If he didn't know any better, he could've sworn he just got rejected...again... It's nothing he couldn't handle, but it was still a really annoying sting to the gut.
"Well, Brogan, looks like you just got straight dismissed. Rocky has way too many brain cells for you anyway."
"You enjoy this don't you?"
"Yeeeeeeesir!"
"I swear if you and this dancing thing weren't in the way I'd be SO in right now."
Bam. That was it. CeCe was waiting for the moment Logan would break through her patience and THIS was it. She paused for the longest of moments and turned around with a look that even had Logan scared for the next 30 seconds of his life.
"Dancing thing? I'm sorry, did you just say DANCING THING? This DANCING THING has been our number one energy source for the past fifteen years! Do you even know what this MEANS to Rocky? Sure, I may be the one on that stage right now but I wouldn't even BE here if it weren't for her! She may deny it everyday to you, or to other strangers. But only those who know her—actually KNOW her—know that not even books, or school, or all the other millions of talents she has can't compare to the way she feels when she dances. You say you like her, right? Well, Logan, if you actually like her, and you actually REALLY care and not just letting your pig-headed little male hormones do the talking, then take the time out to watch her—ACTUALLY WATCH HER—and tell me you don't see what I'm talking about."
And now it was her turn to storm off and leave him by his lonesome. Logan stood to take every word in, to truly look deep inside himself and figure out why he liked Rocky. Did he actually wanna do this, this dating thing? Did he really care about her, or in some twisted alternate universe was CeCe—CECE of all people—right about something?
Even he had to admit that he and Rocky were pretty random...
He wanted to delve more into this until he remembered something.
"Hey, CeCe wait! I still need your Key!"
It was after school the next day. CeCe gripped her dance bag across her shoulder and inched slowly to Coach Lesseur's office. If she crouched down just enough...she could pass his office without...
"MS. BLUE!"
"Darn it..."
He stepped out of his office and stared down at the crouching sophomore. "The gym is closed this afternoon, Blue. SOMEHOW you evade me every time but not this time little lady!"
"Please, Coach, this is the only place I can practice for free."
"Not anymore it's not! What's in it for me letting you do this all the time, huh?"
"WEEELLLL..." Rocky picked her brain as fast as she could to come up with something. "I cooooooooouuuuuuuuld...get you...another date with CeCe's mom!" There. It slipped.
The Coach's eye's lit up for the briefest of moments. "Oh really huh...another go-round with miss Georgia Jones...hmm...I suppose we can give it another shot, see what blooms this time...maybe we could."
And his mind was off. Rocky took the opportunity to race past him and into the gym doors. Later on she'd have to explain that Georgia didn't show up to their date cuz she was on her honeymoon, but she'd rather save that for later.
But now, it was finally her time to be free, and to make this gym her dance floor.
Logan checked every door before he finally found the one to that led to the downstairs gym. He's been at this school for a week already and still he didn't know which corridor led where. His old boy scout troop would not be proud of him right now.
He heard music coming from the double doors so he figured some cheerleaders were practicing. All he'd have to do is slip through to the locker rooms, grab his forgotten gym bag and be on his way. He slowly opened the doors to see...
"Holy zam..."
Soft, long, brunette hair flowed past his senses as a tall and slim frame danced all around the gym floor. Her arms were almost like ribbons, how effortlessly they swayed to the music. At first he wasn't sure if he should be watching this, she seemed to not even noticed someone opened the door, but then again, he wasn't noticing much either than her hips moving and the pure joy on her face.
Wait a minute...that joy...
Logan really has never seen her like this before. She's always so collected at work, always so adorkable and cautious. But here she was fiery and confident, how could he have missed this?
But as soon as the feelings started, the music stopped and so did Rocky. It took him a while to register the huge blush on her cheeks and her walking over to him.
"Logan...? What are you doing here?"
Okay...time for him to say something. AANYTHIIING. "I uh, me forget—I mean, I forgot my uh, gym bag. In locker—I mean in the locker room."
She giggled, and by the powers of zam it was down right adorable. "Okay Mr. Caveman. So I take it you saw uh...all that was happenin ova theere," and she motioned toward the middle of the dance floor.
"Yes...I very much did. And I-"
"Wait, hold that thought. I just uh, wanna apologize for blowing you off yesterday. It really was rude of me when you were clearly just trying to cheer me up. And look, I know nothing's really happened since, well, you know, but you've respected my boundaries and I really appreci-"
...but as she kept rambling, of just mere seconds ago danced across his mind. She was so awesome! And clearly she was happier. How did she get so good? What other things about her did he not know...? How could he...
wait...
That was it!
"Wait—hold that thought!" and he shushed her mid-sentence and dashed out the gym door, forgetting his bag all by its lonesome in the locker room.
"Wait, why?" But as she watched his back dash away, seconds later he returned, and before she could brace herself soft lips brushed against her cheeks for the most silent of seconds.
"L-Logan-" but again, before she could speak, he was gone again.
A/N: Okay guys, hope you like it! About 1 or 2 chapters left. Now I know this might not follow cannon, we don't know how today's episode will end (well, maybe some of you do but I don't). So, with this we'll assume Logan and CeCe's parents are married and Rocky and Logan have not started dating yet. Please review and enjoy!