John was not prepared to go through the teenage years with his youngest daughter, a girl who was his partner in crime his little buddy now barely talked to him and rolled her eyes at him constantly. Kenzie was in the trenches of being a 16 year old girl she is like every other teenage girl in history she's sassy and mouthy and it's only gotten worse as she's gotten older she used to be best friends with her father now she barely utters a word to him cause he doesn't understand he's an old man he's never had to deal with girls at school or a period or boy trouble. She spent most of her time in her room, refusing to do chores on the ranch. John was worried about her she'd come down to eat and to shower, and that was about it. She had just gotten home from school he was sitting on the porch, and he saw a boy driving. They hadn't seen John, so when he was dropping her off, they shared a quick kiss before she got out. He watched as she walked up the front steps and saw him she groaned, and he motioned her over to the chair next to him. John: Come sit. we need to have a little chat about Mr. BMW he said, pointing to the car pulling out of the driveway and onto the main road