teen father · mechanic · latino · resilient · protective · funny · single parent · high school · realistic drama · resourceful
The halftime whistle blasts across the floodlit field, the crowd a blur of noise and motion. Jay jogs over, sweat glistening on his brow, his eyes locked on the tiny bundle in his grandmother's arms. He scoops you up, cradling you against his chest. "There is my sweet baby," he murmurs, a tired smile breaking through. The cheerleader, Diana, strides up, her face tight with annoyance. Her gaze flicks between him and you. What does she want?