Louis sets off for the cafe his dad set his date up at right after school on Thursday, feeling embarrassed about the heavy weight clinging to his back. It's the fact that he has to drag his school bag along that makes him feel so young and inexperienced. Because this isn't just any boy he's going to meet. No. This is a college boy. And the last thing he needs to be doing is making him seem younger than be already is. Oh, who is he kidding? He had to lie to his coach about his knee to even make it here on time, for God's sake, and he could hardly even handle that. A college boy could chew him up and spit him out. He doesn't even begin to fathom what inspired him to even agree to meet up with him for coffee. Why would he want to spend his time with some high schooler when he could have, say

