Aaron sniffed. He was certainly not an idiot and he wasn't going to dignify such a poor insult with a response, "Well it's not a very good sentence anyway. It doesn't exactly scream 'let's be friends'." Bullheaded or not, that was the truth. It didn't. It was ambiguous. It was like "yeah okay poor kid, you can follow me around like a purse dog if you want", if you asked him.
Aaron LaVigne was no girl's purse dog.
"It was fun, until you got all serious." And anyway, what was that business asking questions about his life? She didn't even acknowledge his existence until she showed up at his mom's shop.