Part 2: Chapter 8
Jonathan arrived home to see Chase sitting on the couch.
"Hi Dad," Jonathan said. "Sorry I'm later than I said I'd be. They had me stay late at work and then my phone died."
"You crazy teen!" Chase shouted. "I have been getting emails and texts from women who saw my dating profile that you set up!"
"Chris did it," Jonathan lied.
"Chris doesn't know how to use the Internet!" Chase shouted. "He tried to set up a Facebook account and accidentally bought a freezer!"
Jonathan took off running and Chase ran after him. Chase grabbed Jonathan by the arm.
"Caught you," Chase said.
Chase and Jonathan sat at the table.
"Look Dad," Jonathan said. "You need this."
"I don't even know anything about these girls," Chase said.
Jonathan got up, went to his room, got his computer, and brought it back to the table.
"Okay," Jonathan said looking on the website. "Let's see. Bachelorette number one is named Rebecca Bunch. She's from New York."
"I love New York," Chase said.
"She's a graduate of Harvard and Yale," Jonathan said.
"Wow," Chase said.
"She recently got jilted at the altar by her boyfriend Josh," Jonathan said.
"That's so sad," Chase said.
"Oh, but she lives in West Covina, California," Jonathan said.
"Damn," Chase said.
"Just as well," Jonathan said. "She's probably really crazy and sings a lot for no reason."
"Yeah," Chase agreed.
"Bachelorette number two is…" Jonathan started to say before gasping. "Never mind about her. Delete. Bachelorette number three lives here in Tree Hill."
"She does?" Chase asked.
"Her name is Amy," Jonathan said. "She's a social worker."
"Wow," Chase said.
"And she likes walks on the beach," Jonathan said.
"I like walks on the beach," Chase said.
"And Italian food," Jonathan said.
"I like Italian food," Chase said.
"Too bad you're happy being single," Jonathan said. "Should I delete?"
"No!" Chase shouted. "I mean it probably wouldn't hurt to go on just one date."
"It says she's online right now," Jonathan said. "I'll message her."
"Jonathan," Chase said. "Let me do it."
"And send," Jonathan said as he sent the message he wrote.
"Why?" Chase asked. "Why would you do that?"
Jonathan's computer dinged.
"She already responded," Jonathan said.
"What does it say?" Chase asked.
"She'd love to go out for Italian food tomorrow night at 8:30," Jonathan said.
"Okay," Chase said. "I have a date."
"Yes you do," Jonathan said.
"Thank you," Chase said.
The next night, Chase sat at the Italian restaurant waiting for Amy to show up. He looked at his phone.
"8:31," Chase said aloud to himself. "She's probably just trying to find a parking space."
Chase waited and Amy still hadn't shown up. As he looked at phone again, it was now 9:28."
"She'll be here," Chase said.
The restaurant manager walked over to him.
"Sir," the manager said. "We're closing now. Sorry."
"Thank you," Chase said.
Chase walked home. As he walked in through the front door, Jonathan immediately greeted him and gave him a big hug.
"Oh Dad," Jonathan said. "I feel so bad."
"Excuse me?" Chase asked.
"Your date never showed up," Jonathan said.
"How do you know?" Chase asked.
"I followed you," Jonathan replied. "I just came in through the back door."
"Don't feel bad Jonathan," Chase said. "It's not your fault."
Chase kissed his son on the forehead.
"Now let's cook some pizza," Chase said.
"I actually brought one home," Jonathan said.
"Thank you," Chase said.
Chase and Jonathan shared a hug and went into the kitchen.