Page 12 of Falling for my Best Friend

“I’m afraid to ask what your parents think of me.”

“When was the last time you saw them?”

“At your Fourth of July party last year.”

“Oh right. When you wore all black.”

“I always wear black.”

“I know. It’s just really obvious on the Fourth of July.”

“Oh.”

“You honestly want to know?”

“Of course.”

“I think they’d be intimidated by you if they hadn’t known you since you were a kid.”

“What does that mean?”

“They think you’re edgy.”

“I can deal with that.” Beats polished any day.

“I don’t think you’re edgy though.”

“No?”

“I think you’re soft. I think it’s all a façade and you’re really Rainbow Brite on the inside.”

“You got me. Peel back my skin, and I’m just a pile of gummy bears.”

“How’s Alex?”

“I didn’t tell you?” I asked.

“Tell me what?”

“He just got dumped. My Dad said he’s not eating or sleeping.”

“What’s he doing then?”

“Writing sad songs alone in his room all day apparently.”

“Maybe something good will come out of it.”

I laughed. “You mean like he’ll be the next Adele?”

“Or Taylor Swift.”

“I like your thinking. I’ll tell my Dad not to worry and to continue starving him.”

“Good idea.” Aiden pulled up and stopped at a red light a few blocks from my place. “If my memory serves me, you didn’t really like his ex much anyway.”

“No, I didn’t,” I said. “I never like any of his girlfriends though.”

“Or any of mine.”

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