I woke up in a hospital bed and looked around the room. I had a pounding headache and a sprained neck. My dad walked in with a bun. "Oh honey are you ok?" He said in the softest tone. I smiled slightly. "I mean not really, my neck hurts" I whined. My dad stood in the door frame and had a sad face. "I told you to practice!" He yelled. I cried.
"im sorry dad" I whimpered. "Zendaya you-" Cece busted through the door, knocking out my dad. "YOU FUCKED UP ZENDAYA" she said. I sighed "I know". Cece picked the bun off the ground and held it up to her eyes. "Fuck me sideways and call me your contractor its a bun" She marvled.
I was about to grab the bun, after all it was my bun. Cece ate it in a with in 3 seconds. She was baked. Ty opened the door, his eyes grew big. My father was lying face down on the hospital room floor. "Shit hold on let me move him" she said chewing her last piece of bread. She grabbed his arm and threw him against the wall, which he slid off of and was just lying there. "Aw cool thanks Cece" Ty said strutting in. "Your boobs still look hella fine" Ty said rubbing his hands together. "Ty stop! Only my clients can complement my plump Pineapples" I said looking down at my boobs. I grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V and I could believe what was on
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Zendaya fan fiction: crusty buns
FanfictionJoin me as I take you on a shake it up fan fiction like never before! Cece is a stoner, Shake It Up Chicago is now Strip It up Chicago, Zendaya's dad makes to die for homemade buns, read to find out more about this bizzare book that I call Crusty Bu...
