A and D

A and D (11)

Dakota:

I think Aaron's nuts.

There was no other word for it. He told me everything that he was thinking and how he came up with it, while we strolled around town looking for any sign of Luke and Alyson.

I mean, how can Luke and Alyson be together? These were Luke and Alyson we were talking about here. I hadn't seen them talk to each other besides Physics class. That was like, only an hour a day. Not to mention, Mr. Clinton was very strict about the students talking inside the classroom during class hours. Thus, how could Luke and Alyson be together if they didn't spend time together, right?

Aaron's theory was just far-fetched. How did he freaking come up with that perception? Besides, if Luke and Alyson did have a secret relationship or something, she wouldn't hide something this big from me.

Yes, this was kind of a big deal since she never had any boyfriend before – not including the summer flings. Oh, and there was that little other thing that Luke was in an entirely different clique from us in school.

Back to my point, Alyson wouldn't hide this from me. I just didn't believe it.

"I knew you acted like a father, A," I said a-matter-of-factly. "But I didn't know you could be such a girl."

He rapidly turned his head toward me, losing grip on the wheel for a second. We swerved, almost hitting a sign post. I clutched the passenger seat's sides. Aaron immediately controlled the wheel again and returned to keeping his eyes on the road.

"What did you just say?" he demanded indignantly, not looking at me.

"Well, you're surely assuming like one," I answered, raising an eyebrow at him. "I didn't know boys could make assumptions like that. What, did you over-analyze the situation like girls always do?"

"D, just because we're boys doesn't mean we're stupid," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Did I say anything about you being stupid?" I inquired.

"No," he answered casually. "But you make it sound like we don't think."

"That's not how I meant it," I argued. "I'm just saying that you're assumptions are based on what, a hunch? That's not good enough."

"My instincts are good enough for me," he said quietly but firmly.

I sighed.

Well, I trusted him. I might as well go along with it. Besides, I knew that he originally had plans with Annabelle tonight (I didn't want to think about what they've planned to do, because I know that I might get dizzy and end up puking.) but he cancelled because he was really determined about his 'theory.' And he asked me to come with him instead of that witch. I didn't want to assume anything, okay? However, this was definitely one of the ups of being his best friend.

What was more, I enjoyed spying on people – spying, not stalking. And he knew that. It must be the reason why dragged me along.

"Call Luke," Aaron told me, handing me his phone while looking at the road. I took it from his right hand. "He's on speed dial two. If he won't answer, then try calling Allie."

"It surprises me how you never seem to get that bossiness of yours to go away in whatever kind of situation," I commented in mock surprise.

"Same thing with you on sarcasm," he retorted.

I ignored him and pressed number two on his phone's keypad, and put it on speaker. It kept on ringing until it went to voicemail. I ended the call and tried calling Alyson, but no answer too. I redialed her number. Still no luck, though.