you are the only exception....

Tara: "Hmmyeah," I said, still worried about his shirt. "I can pay for that," I said, meaning the shirt.

Aiden: "if anything, I should pay for your coffee." I smiled, but it didn't smell like coffee for some reason. "Or hot chocolate."

Tara: I bit my lip, my face turning a little pink. "Uh...yeah, I don't drink coffee. Don't tell, though, okay?"

Omg! You missed it! Fragile was on!

Aiden: I pulled my wallet out, and set a five on the counter for the cashier. Tara hadn't paid for it yet. I also ordered a muffin and a coffee for myself.

No, I was here.

Tara: "No, you can't pay for me," I said with a roll of my eyes, but the guy had already taken the money. "I understand paying the other day...kind of...but now - no. How much did your shirt cost?"

Aiden: "Don't worry about it. I can always wash it. It's no big deal." I handed the cashier more money as he handed me my muffin and coffee.

Tara: "Well, what are you supposed to wear to work?" I asked and bit my lip worriedly.

Aiden: "Didn't you hear me earlier? I'm off today."

Tara: "Oh...sorry, kinda distracted...home problems...I, for one, have work today, though, so I'll be on my way," I dropped my cup in the trash.

Aiden: "need me to drive you to the mall?" I asked. Home problems? Wonder what those are about.

Tara: "No, I've got a car...I didn't walk here," I laughed.

Aiden: "okay then. Let's see if it compares to my Mustang." I smiled, holding the door open.

What door?

The door into Starbuck's.

(right, lol, sorry)

Tara: "It's a old convertible, the kind with a tan top that you have to put up by hand," I nodded over to my sky blue 'baby'.

Aiden: I assessed the car, walking around it, nodding in approval. "Its a nice car. Dodge charger. Not bad. But its all girly." I laughed.

Tara: I rolled my eyes. "Well, I am a girl, what did you expect? I want a Jeep someday, but I love this car, too."

Aiden: "its not a bad car. Id keep it, if I were you, until it croaks. Then id sell it on ebay, and have it fixed up while its on ebay and use the money to buy your jeep. I'm doing that with my Mustang, then buying a Corvette."

Tara: I nodded, even though I was completely lost on what he was saying. It had gotten too technical to me after 'keep it'. I opened my car door, getting ready to hop inside. "See ya, Aiden."

Aiden: "adios amigo." I said, then walked over to my car, getting in on the driver's side. I honked the horn as a goodbye, revved the engine, and drove home.

Tara: I sighed and drove to Abercrombie. I had to work practically every waking minute, though my dad had set me back with taking some money the other night.

Aiden: when I got home, I went upstairs and pulled off my shirt, tossing it into the laundry. I ran my finger across the thick scar on my chest. A permanent reminder.

Tara: I heard some of the other girl clerks talking about the 'cute Hollister guy'. I just smirked, and stayed silent.

Aiden: I sighed, and flopped onto my bed. I stared at the ceiling, then sat up, clicked my iPod on on my iHome, then stared at the ceiling more.

Tara: If I had had Aiden's number I would have called him, and I was sure we would have laughed about the girls. But he hadn't wanted to call me...I frowned and continued to fold clothes.