A/N: So, as you all know, Aaron Abbott yeah he's a hot piece of ass. Unfortunantly, he's a dick. Well this is going to be a story for all those girlies who think he just might have a speack of goodness in him. He might seem out of character in this chapter, but I'll try not to do that too much.

Bon-Appetit

Casper laid still in her bed, purple satin sheets wrapped tightly around her small frame. She made no intention of turning off her buzzing alarm clock that seemed to have gone off hours ago, the handsome blond next to her seemed to be unphased by the loud noise echoing through her room. Who the hell sets their alarm clock on a Saturday?

Finally, the young girl slammed her fist down onto the ancient piece of technology, and buried her head back into her pillow. The clock had read 5:45 A.M and Casper seemed to be wide awake. She let out a frustrated sigh, and turned onto her back, staring intently at the ceiling.

I guess it's time for breakfast.

Pulling on her guests button up shirt, the young brunette walked swiftly out of her room, walking down the hall that lead straight to the small kitchen that didn't match the abnormally large apartment that she shared with Sadie, her best friend. She caught a sight of her reflection in the hallway mirror, and noted her short dark hair that seemed to be sticking up in every direction, and the imprint of her pillow on her left cheek. Shrugging her shoulders, she continued to the kitchen, lazily pulling out a box of Cheerios, two spoons and two bowls. She filled both bowls half way before putting the cereal away and grabbing the milk from her olive colored refrigerator.

Casper heard slight shuffiling coming from behind her. Turning around, her eyes landed on the blond beauty that once inhabited her bed, clad in nothing but a powder blue pair of boxer-briefs.

"You stole my shirt." A lazy smile adorned his lips, his arms wrapping around the girl's curvy hips.

"It was the closest to the bed." She answered lightly, handing him his bowl of cereal. "Bon-appetit." She paced a small kiss on his lips before releasing herself from his grip and taking a seat in front of the red couch in the living room.

"Why thank you, mademoiselle." He sat down on the floor between her legs, and turned on her 42" Plasma Flat Screen. Content with what was already on, he sat the remote back on the floor next to him, and leaned into his girlfriends warm body.

Capser finished her cheerios, and laid her head against Aaron's firm back. "Can we do something today?" He asked also finishing of his breakfast.

"Like what?" Her warm breath danced across his muscles.

"Like not just stay here all day. Like... go see a movie or something?" Aaron fully expected her to say no, she was always cautious about Tyler or one of the others guys seeing them together.

"Sounds like a plan." She whispered back, surprising the handsome boy.

"Really?"

"Really, really."