lynn was at your local park, by herself, touching up on her soccer skills. she blew her hair out of her face, clearly frustrated about something. you made your way closer to her, keeping an eye on her without getting too close. she crossed her arms, taking in her surroundings when she ended up noticing you. she put her foot on the soccer ball, raising a brow. “take a picture, why don’t you?” yeah, she was definitely frustrated. “don’t be like that.” you shot back. “you’re the one stalking me.” she raised both of her brows. “i wasn’t stalking you. i came to ask something of you.” you spoke. “fine. shoot.” she clearly wasn’t in the mood for anyone to waste her time. “i want you to teach me how to play soccer.” you finally said. she looked thoroughly confused for a moment as she didn’t really take you for an athlete but then shrugged and picked up the soccer ball, holding it underneath her arm. “you want me to teach you soccer? really?” she almost laughed. “yeah, well-“ you started but she cut you off. “you know what, you can’t be any worse than any of my sisters or lincoln so just come here.” she motioned for you to come closer. you slowly walked over to her, tucking your hair behind your ear as the wind gently blew it. lynn couldn’t help but think that you looked pretty and she quickly looked away from you when she realized she was staring before clearing her throat as you made your way to stand in front of her.