Shake It Up Cece Jones Novels & Stories

"Is that so? Where's my silk dress, then? Send me a picture of it." "Hello? Uh, I'm losing you. I'm gonna hang up." My screen went black. I tried calling her again, but all I got was a busy signal. It was clear now—she had heard Carlos coming downstairs, deliberately removed her clothes, and ensured he saw her naked. … "I'm planning to invest 50 million dollars and start an MCN company. Lilian will be our main influencer." That was the first thing Carlos told me when I got home. "Carlos, are you out of your mind?" I asked in disbelief.

SLAM. The front door crashes open. She jumps off me like she was never there, adjusting her shirt and grabbing the throw like it was a lifeline. I sit up straighter, trying to act like we weren’t just five seconds from forgetting the movie even existed. “Hey Cece, you still up?” Stephen calls out. “Yeah, Stink,” she yells back, cool as ever. “Was just watching Aliens. Knox was just leaving.” “Oh okay.” His voice drifts into the kitchen. “See you later, bro.”

“Good day ladies and gentlemen, I hope you are enjoying the feast card emulated by Miss Celine, our babe. Our lucky gem Celine will now surf with Jones. The loser will give out 200,000 dollars to the judge.” “Whoaaa” the crowd cheered. The rock music continued, and Celine rushed to the riverside so as her opponent. “Will you surf with these? Crazy bitch” Jones scoffs, pointing at Celine's feet embodied with white sneakers. “Oh, do you think I would?”Celine chuckles, she pulls off her sneakers, trembling as she threw them to the congregation, a lot of people rushed towards them fighting to have the sneakers. Jones glared at the congregation with rage in his eyes.

“You promise?” “Yes, I promise. Now let's go." “Wait, Mum. Let's spit shake," DJ spat in his palm and stretched his little hand out for his mum to shake. Celeste sighed, thinking she wouldn't have this problem if she had a girl, but she wouldn't change DJ for the world. Celeste stretched her palm for him to shake. “Wait, mum. You have to spit in yours too." Lucas was still standing there watching the mother/son exchange a spit handshake. Celeste did a quick survey of the area to see if anyone saw them. Then she saw a grinning Lucas watching.

Messy, raw, and all consuming. “You…you need to change out of my dad’s clothes. You smell like him,” she mutters. CeCe skips over to the bed, thankfully oblivious, and too young to break. She continues to spin in circles, giggling when she gets dizzy, and nearly falls. River scoops her up and playfully tosses her onto one of the beds. She bounces and squeals for him to do it again, raising plump little arms out to him. She already has him wrapped around her finger.

Probably all my crimes, as he calls them. I went on. "Her, Samantha, Melon and Peggy have done so much worse than what you described. On Monday, it was Betty herself that found out where we were and dragged one of my friends, Keisha, by the hair when she didn't reply to her. She came after me next which resulted in me slapping her. Everything I did was in self-defense." Sylvester listened quietly. "Do you have any proof of that, Miss Harmony? Cause here we have proof of you hitting her, but none of what you claim. If not, then you'll be looking at expulsion if you can't pay for her medical fees."

Payback's a bitch, I scheme my payback. "Thank the Goddess, she gave me you. I like how you think," Cece says proudly.

Office gossip spread like wildfire, and she didn’t want to become the hot topic. “When? Why didn't you tell me?” Emily pulled Bella closer, whispering urgently, “We've never launched together before. This was the first time, and it was about work. So, shush it, alright? I don't need gossip.” Bella nodded, making a zipping motion across her lips, “Oops, my bad.” “You should apply as an announcer or speaker! You've got the knack.” Jayce said between his laughs. “Shut up, Jayce!”

CeCe suddenly stopped walking, her eyes fixed on mine. “ Do I look like I'm joking? I caught Lucas fucking Rachel in her house, and you expect me to go on with the wedding?” I raised my voice higher than usual, attracting the attention of some of the nurses and patients. CeCe's eyes widened like the size of an orange and she took a step backwards like she was about to fall. Her fair face turned pale in a matter of seconds and her lips parted, wide enough for a thousand flies to walk in, majestically.

" What ?" " Funny right ?" said Cece with a small laugh that sounded more sad than happy " I was all set to prepare for a mating ceremony but then he came and told me that we were all wrong about each other and that he found his real ' true ' mate , like we were so close to imprinting and every thing and all of a sudden BOOM , Baby , I'm not your mate . He might as well have told me he was gay " " little bastard , If I knew -"