I Didn't Know I'm a Rogue

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Sorry, didn't proofread because One of my teammates is standing behind my chair, and I feel pressure to hurry up and upload.

She says hi.

~~~Tyler's POV~~~

I needed a distraction.

Bo had been avoiding me since we had kissed. Whenever we ended up in the same room together, he would make up some excuse and get out of there as fast as he could. I mean, yeah it was really awkward to be near each other, but was he so uncomfortable that he couldn't stand to be in the same room as me?

Another thing that was really confusing me was the way I was feeling. The kiss had been magical and perfect, and it made me feel so... well, as corny as it sounds, complete. How was it possible that he didn't feel what I felt?

So, a couple days after the kiss, I made the decision to talk to Stark. I had an idea about what I could do to get my mind off of things, but I needed Stark's help in order to be able to do it.

After my training session that day, I made my way through the house until I was standing outside of Stark's office. Suddenly nervous, I hesitated with my hand resting on the brass door knob.

"I know you're out there, Tyler." Stark's voice made me jump. "Come on in." I took a deep breath and opened the door. Stark looked up from his computer screen and smiled at me. He pointed to chair across from him and I sat down stiffly. "What can I help you with?"

"Well," I said, not meeting his eyes, "I was wondering if I could go to school." There was silence, and I looked up to see Stark staring at me with a blank face, and I got this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. However, I wasn't about to give up.

"I know that I'm supposed to be training during the day, but I thought maybe I could join the after school training sessions instead. I just miss school, and I know it's been three years, but I don't want to be uneducated, and-" I had so much more I could say, but Stark held his hand up to stop me.

"You want to go back to school?" I nodded vigorously. "You know it will be very challenging?" he asked.

"I'm aware," I said, "But that doesn't mean I won't try my hardest."

Stark leaned back in his chair and chuckled. "Good. I'll call the school and have you start tomorrow."

I stared at him for a moment in disbelief. At first, I had thought that he was going to shoot me down completely. "Seriously?" Stark nodded in confirmation, and I brought my hands up to my mouth and bounce in my chair.

"Thank you so much, Stark!" I cried, and then a thought crossed my mind. "Why are you doing this?" I asked. "Don't get me wrong; I really appreciate this, but you aren't related to me. I'm not even a part of your pack."

"Nonsense," said Stark with a dismissive wave of his hand. "From what I've heard, you're going to be a part of this family soon."

"Yeah," I replied, grinning proudly, "Anton told me that I'm making extraordinary progress." I noticed Stark's cheery expression falter for a moment, but he composed himself so quickly, I thought maybe I had just imagined it.

"Yes, well," said Stark, "I will make sure to call the school as soon as I get the chance, okay?" I nodded and stood up, catching the hint that he had some "Alpha" stuff to get back to. I thanked him again and then left his office.

Now in a good mood, I searched the house for Anton and then told him the good news. He congratulated me and told me that he believed I was up to the challenge of making up for three years of no schooling.