Brynn sat alone in her room-all she wanted was to be alone. She had been feeling so wonderful; then, her mother had told her that her father wanted full-custody. Why does he want me NOW? Brynn thought. He hasn't seen me in two years! It didn't make sense. Her father hadn't even paid child support since a year after the divorce was finalized. See? An all- to-familiar voice was speaking to Brynn. You open up to someone and this is what you get. You should have never accepted that date with Christian. You should have never kissed him. It made you vulnerable. And now look what's happened. Part of Brynn agreed with the voice in her head. But, then, the rational side of her didn't agree. What did her dad have to do with Christian? Nothing. It's simply coincidence-bad luck. Or was it?

"Hello?" Ms. Johnson answered the ringing phone. A pause, and then, "Oh I'm so glad you called. Yes, I do need your help. We've got to fight him." Brynn could just guess who she was talking to. A lawyer; a lawyer who was going to help Brynn's mom keep custody of her daughter. "Well, ok. Thank you very much." Ms. Johnson hung up the phone.
*** Brynn had to leave. Go somewhere. Do something, anything to get her mind off of what she had just been told. "Hey mom, I'm gonna go out, ok?" Brynn called to her mom from the front door. "Uh, ok.whatever honey." Ms. Johnson had busied herself by rummaging around in her desk drawers in her office. "Bye!" Brynn called. She walked out the front door, and stepped out into the street. Where was she going? She didn't know and didn't care. Brynn just needed to get away from her house. "I'll go see Christian, she thought. She still remembered where his house was, so she took a shortcut through her neighborhood, which led to another neighborhood. Christian's house was about a half a mile away from Brynn's; she then decided she should go see him more often. In no time she found Christian's house, and approached the front door. Before knocking, Brynn stood on his doorstep, thinking of what to tell him. It would be so awkward for her to spill her guts to him; they had just begun to talk to each other again a week ago. "Hey!" Christian's voice broke Brynn's train of thought as he swung the front door open. "OH!" she said loudly. "God you scared me." Christian laughed, but stopped quickly after he saw Brynn's stony face.
After inviting Brynn inside, Christian listened to her tell him what had just happened fifteen minutes ago. "" he said, not knowing what else to say. "I'm sorry," Christian finally managed. "Thanks," Brynn said through her tears. "Uh, well, why don't we do something to take your mind off of it," Christian suggested. Immediately, Brynn went into her defense mode. "Like what?" she said dangerously. "I dunno, we've got a ton of movies around.we could play cards.whatever you wanna do." "Oh, well, I don't really care. Honestly, I just came over here to talk to you, you know?" "Well, then let's talk!" Christian laughed at himself. He moved closer to her on the couch. "You know, I don't see why you dress the way you do." He said with a smirk. "Don't get me wrong-I love the sexy black shirts, but baggy clothes look so." "Unappealing?" Brynn was feeling better already. She knew Christian could take her mind off of her father. "Yea!" they both laughed. Then, (Brynn was the one to make the move this time) the two kissed for the second time, but Christian pulled away. "Brynn? I know you've got a lot on your mind, and I'll understand if you say no, but would you be my girlfriend?" Brynn answered his question with a long, deep kiss. She was starting to like the absence of the nasty little voice in her head.