AN: Surprise surprise, new fanfiction. I just can't stop with these ideas- I should just incorporate it all into one.

This is my take on the teen pregnancy aspect. Why does Maya always have to be the pregnant one?

So… Lucas is a daddy in this fanfic. This is how he will be as a father and I hope you like my take on this Teen Dad fanfic.

Chapter 1

Lucas had to get the young boys ready for school. They looked just like him except one of the twins had their mother's hair.

She unfortunately, wasn't present.

"Max and Larry, if you haven't gotten your book bags and your shoes on by the end of ten seconds, there will be no watching of television," He yells down the small apartment's short hallway. He could see the twins' heads bobbing around, looking for their book bags and then racing each other down the hallway, giggling and shoving each other. Lucas shook his head and smiled at his boys.

"Hey. Boys, lets relax and get going… We'll all be late for school if you don't hurry up," he said. The boys got their shoes on and hugged their father's legs. Lucas pretended that they were heavy and lifted his legs as if they weighed a hundred pounds. The boys were laughing as he locked the door to the cheap, not fancy-looking at all apartment and told the boys to get off as they were going down a flight of stairs. The boys almost ran off but Lucas caught up to them, wrapping their scarves around the necks properly and pulling out the lunch boxes out of his bag. Luckily, George Washington Private School was a 5 minute walk away from their grotty apartment and Lucas dropped the boys off. He gave them some first day advice.

"Listen boys. You'll be the youngest ones in your class and don't let that be a way that the other kids can use in order to make you feel bad. You're very clever boys; in fact, you could probably rival even the likes of Einstein! Just stay true to yourselves, stay modest and stand up for what you believe in and what you love," Lucas went off. The boys huffed and tried to get away from him, tugging their hands away.

"Yeah, yeah dad, we know. We heard you practise this speech in the toilet whilst you were showering and we were brushing our teeth. Let us be big boys and play!" The brunette twin yelled. The blonde haired one nodded. Lucas pulled them back to him.

"Larry, you tell Max when he's going too far," Lucas tells the blonde, one pointing his chin towards the brunette. Larry meekly nods and hugs his father. Max however struggles out of his father's grip and folds his arm.

"Dad, stop being so lame and go find a girl or something," Max mumbles reluctantly hugging his father. Lucas throws his head back and laughs.

"Hey hey hey! At least I'm not asking for kisses!" Lucas joked, pulling Max in for a wet one but he started yelling. Lucas let them both go in, Max and Larry looking back to wave before heading inside the building. It was hard watching them grow up but he knew they'd grow up to be fine men. He just wasn't sure about his own situation.

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The lecture hall was huge and from what he could see, it seemed like every engineering disciple was crammed in this huge place of what used to be a church. He swore he walked into a graveyard to get here. Sitting at the nearest chair near the back entrance of which he entered, he tried to cover his slightly embarrassed expression. There was a blonde girl sitting next to him with a straight face and a notepad full of drawings. This drawing seemed to be of the professor who was lecturing.

"Nice drawing," He mumbles, smiling at her. She just shrugs indifferently and carries on drawing. He couldn't think but to try to remember who she was. She looked very familiar but his attention snapped back at the lecture when he could hear the sound of furious note scribbling.

"There has been a possibility of finding the graviton…" Professor Murray droned on in his thick English accent and Lucas turned to look at the blonde girl curiously. She was asleep, drooling on her drawings and the ink from her pen leaked. Lucas shoved her arm so she woke up.

"Lady, wake up. The lecture's covering some heavy stuff and your pen is leaking," He urges her, in his thick Texan accent. She wakes up and starts rubbing her face for any signs of pen.

"Hey Texas, do I have pen on my face?" She asks, wide eyed. Lucas shook his head.

"The name's Lucas Friar, not Texas… Miss," he stated politely. She rolled her eyes and got a packet of tissues from her bag and began wiping at her desk.

"Maya Hart. Materials. I'm guessing you're one of those mechanics people with the stick up their asses," She grumbled. Lucas frowned at her words.

"I am a mechanics student but I don't have a stick up my tush thank you very much," He replied. She smirked at his lack of profanity and thought that irritating him would be fun. Maya slumped back into the chair, napping whilst Lucas sat straight, taking notes down.

This lecture was going to be a long one.