A 17 year old Dylan Morgan had gotten himself into huge, gigantic, immeasurable amounts of trouble.

That trouble came in the form of love.

Dylan sat behind a raven haired beauty for almost two years. Sure they were acquaintances but he wanted there to be more. He wracked his brain trying to figure out a way to impress her.

As a freshman and softmore he was a scrawny little scrapper. His mother tried to tell her son every day that he was becoming more like his father in the looks department. So it was no surprise to his parents when he had a huge growth spurt the summer before he became a junior.

Dylan recruited his dad to help him workout and help him join the football team.

Derek and Dylan took Judo classes together. Derek paid careful attention to his son. He shuddered at the thought of Dylan being a player like Derek was in high school and college.

So when Derek found a sulking Dylan Morgan throwing a football in the air and catching it he knew he needed to talk to his son.

Derek knocked on the door and said, "Hey Dylan what's got you so down?"

Dylan sighed and said, "Love"

Derek chuckled and said, "Love?"

Dylan sighed again and said, "Yep, love."

Derek sat down in Dylan's desk chair and said, "Well start from the beginning.

Dylan frowned and said, "Dad do I have to?"

"It helps to talk about it."

Dylan to a deep breath and said, "Alright. So there is this girl in my class."

Derek let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "At least for now it's just one."

Dylan continued and said, "She sits in front of me in Calculus. We have talked a lot over the past couple of years, but I can't seem to find the nerve to ask her out."

Derek placed his hand on Dylan's shoulder and said, "Dylan you are a great kid. Any girl would be lucky to have you."

"Thanks dad."

Derek laughed and said, "Well don't worry about trying to impress her. We still don't let Jazz live down the bike fiasco."

"Is she still paying for it?"

Derek smiled and said, "Yep she sends me 50 dollars every other week from Berkley."

"How much does she have left to pay?"

"About 1500 dollars."

Dylan let out a whistle.

"Dang dad you really meant it, when you said she had to pay your back."

Derek chuckled and said, "Oh yeah."

They both laughed.

"Anyway son back to this girl. What makes her so special?"

"Dad she is smart, like really smart. She is a softmore taking advanced calculus. Also she is awesome with computers. She did this power point presentation that blew everyone else's project out of the water."

Dylan got a dreamy look in his eyes and said, "Plus dad she is really pretty. She has these blue eyes that are like crystal clear lakes."

Derek rolled his eyes and said, "Boy you got it bad."

Dylan grumbled and said, "See."

"Well son what is her name?"

"Brianna Lynch."

Derek's eyes almost bugged out of his head when he asked, "Did you say she was good at computers?"

"Oh yeah she isn't as good as mom, but yeah."

"And you said her last name was Lynch."

"Yeah why?"

"Have you met her father?"

"Why would you ask that?"

"Just wondering."

"Well yeah he helped her set up her presentation. I think she used like three laptops."

"Her dad was named I think, Kyle, or Kenneth something like that."

Derek sighed and said, "Kevin."

Dylan tilted his head and asked his father, "Yeah how did you know?"

"He used to date mom."

Should I keep going with this?