The resident bad boy is a werewolf?

Change my name to the great cornholio

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{Alex's POV}

I opened the door to my dorm room to find a note on the fridge.

'Alex, we went out to the movies, we were waiting for you but you were taking too long, please don't hate us! Love ya, Nix, Cris, Maddy, Eva, Kat.' 

Looks like I got the apartment to myself. 

Time to go crazy.

I put on my playlist and waited for the first song to play. It was dream on by Aerosmith.

I took out my air guitar and started doing the windmill. I have to admit, I was an awesome air guitarist.

Jimmi Hendrix and Slash could take a few pointers from me.

The song came to my favorite part and I started to screech along with Steven Tyler.

"wow, you sound...like a dying cat." someone said from behind me and I felt the slighest tug in my stomach.

I turned around quickly. It was the evil caveman.

Also known as Schuyler Morelli.

"If you don't get out of my apartment now, I will blow my rape whistle." I said seriously crossing my arms in front of my chest in what I hoped was a menacing pose.

Apparently it wasn't.

Skye started to laugh. 

"Are you trying to be tough?" He asked me still chuckling.

"I'm not tyring, I'm succeeding, now get out." I told him pointing to the door.

"Why do you hate me so much?" He asked me suddenly.

My heart hurt from his accusations, I blame it on the wolf inside of me.

'that was all you' my wolf told me and I knew she was smirking.

"I don't hate you Skye, I just don't like the fact that you act like you're the boss of everyone, it's really annoying." I said quietly.

He looked at me for a long moment and being under his gaze made me want to blush.

Great, I sound like a crappy romance novel. 

"I'm not trying to be a tyrant, I'm just trying to run my p-" he said before cutting himself off.

"Trying to run your what?" I asked him tapping my foot in the most annoying way.

he didn't answer.

"Your pack?" I finally asked him.

He looked up so fast I was sure he broke his neck.

That's just what I need on a day like this. Going to the hospital and explaining what happened.

'well doc, you see I'm a werewolf and so is he but he doesn't know that I know what he is or what I am so when I told him he busted his neck.' the doctor would laugh in my face and throw me in those padded rooms and I'd have to cut my hair into a pixie do, and then I'd run away and move to Mexico and change my name to the great cornholio...

But before I coudl continue thinking about my horrible future to be, Skye snapped me out of my thoughts. 

"You know?" He asked me in a tone so low I barely heard him. 

"yes I know, no thanks to you." I whispered back.

"Why are you whispering?" He whispered to me.

"Why are you?" I asked still in a hushed tone.

"I don't know." he said talking in a regular tone of voice.