AN: Thanks to everyone who has commented! Thank you especially to darkmetaldragonfangs for your review, it gave me some ideas. Please keep reading and reviewing, everyone! PS- I know Moe's chain restaurants serve tacos and quesadillas and stuff like that, but in this story Moe's is a family-owned local diner... I guess I could've picked a better name, lol.

As Charlie's Jeep drove out of the parking lot with Sasha in tow, someone was watching them. Mr. Kendell's office window gave him a clear view of the lot where the band kids parked. As he watched the car speed down a side street, his head resting in his hand, he thought to himself, Charlie and Sasha sure are getting along well... Then his cell phone brought him out of his thoughts with an obnoxious ring. I've got to change that ring! As soon as Mr. Kendell said "Hello?" all thoughts and suspicions of Charlie and Sasha escaped his mind.

Charlie whipped his Jeep into the very last parking spot in Moe's crowded parking lot. "Okay, here we are," said Charlie. Each of them thought about how they didn't really want to get out of the car. During the ten-minute drive from the school to the small diner, they had touched upon as many topics as one could possibly talk about during such a short time. It was like they had known each other for years. Age didn't matter to them when they talked to each other; the words just flowed, and there were no awkward silences like there had been between Sasha and Mark and Charlie and Anne, his last girlfriend.

As much as he didn't want to, Charlie opened his door and stepped out of the car. He thought it would look a bit suspicious if they stayed in his car for too long. After all, approximately a third of the Madison High School Band was sitting inside the restaurant. (It was quite the popular lunch destination during band camp.) Sasha and Charlie strolled through the parking lot to the door, being careful not to walk to close to each other. They knew that despite their obvious mutual attraction, they would have to hide this from everyone, as it clearly wasn't appropriate for a teacher and a student to have a relationship.

"Thanks for the ride, Charlie," Sasha said as she started towards the table where her friends were waiting for her.

"No problem." Charlie saw his friend Thomas sitting by himself on the other side of the room, so he went to catch up with him.

As Sasha sat down in the booth with a heavy sigh, she noticed that Kaitlin, Cassie, and Jay were all staring at her.

"Why are y'all looking at me like that?"

"How come you came with Charlie?" asked Kaitlin. Kaitlin looked questioningly into Sasha's eyes; Sasha was sure Kaitlin thought they had played a little hanky panky in the Jeep.

"Yeeeeah what was going on there, huh?" joked Jay, nudging Sasha with his elbow and winking.

Cassie and Jay were just joking, but Kaitlin was really wondering. Sasha simply told the truth, that her tire had been flat and that Charlie had offered to give her a ride. "I mean come on, he just gave me a ride, is that a crime?"

"No," said Cassie, "it's just that any guardie would have killed someone to have the opportunity to spend ten blessed minutes in a car with Charlie, the god of all males good looking."

The table burst into laughter, and the waitress brought four plates to the table.

"I take it you ordered for me?"

"Yeah," said Kaitlin, "I knew you'd want a cheeseburger, and we got tired of waiting for you."

Jay, Kaitlin, and Sasha all hungrily dug into their cheeseburgers while Cassie, the sickeningly healthy one of the group, ate an enormous salad.

"You and your bunny food," said Sasha. "What a party pooper."

When the band returned to the school after their lunch break, it was time to move into sectionals. Each section found a relatively secluded place to work on their music while Sasha, being drum major, travelled from one practice room or classroom to another to observe and assist. When she came upon the saxophones' sectional, her eyes quickly fell upon two people: Charlie and Mark. Mark was an excellent sax player, and before the whole Charlie thing developed, she had been quite proud to be with such a talented guy. Next her eyes fell upon Charlie's... and to her embarassment, her face immediately turned a bright shade of fire engine red. Great, now my face looks like a strawberry... how sexy. She felt a tad better when Charlie had the same reaction, as she could see from his face's hue. This meeting of eyes seemed like it took hours, but a maximum of three seconds had passed. Thankfully, no one else noticed this. To Sasha's relief, Mark was busily concentrating on his music, and had failed to notice anything.

After what seemed like the longest day ever, Sasha finally came home and had a chance to sign onto AIM. It had been awhile since she had talked to Musicalchairs.

Musicalchairs101: hey, long time no talk

Trumpetgurl123: yeah i know, hows it goin?

Musicalchairs101: pretty good, kind of a long day

Trumpetgurl123: me too! and i got a flat tire

Musicalchairs101: oh that sucks... were you driving at the time?

Trumpetgurl123: no thankfully but i was about to drive to Moe's

Musicalchairs101: omg you live in shepardville? so do i

Trumpetgurl123: no i live in mapleton but i go to school in shepardville

Musicalchairs101: weird... i guess thats enough personal detail though

Trumpetgurl123: yeah but wouldnt it be funny if weve seen each other

Musicalchairs101: yeah it would lol

Trumpetgurl123: well i g2g but it was good talkin to you!

Musicalchairs101: yeah same to you, ttyl!

Trumpetgurl123: later

Musicalchairs101: bye