Bad Boy And His Jock

the task

 pic of sailos

Tyler's POV

Monday's are a bitch. everyone knows bad things happen on Monday  school, socializing, and getting out of bed. these things are why we teenagers are what we are. i wish i could just rap myself up in blanket and pillows, pull out a bunch of movies, and skip school forever, but because that is frowned upon, and i cant be alone for longer than an hour with sailos, i must go to the hell adults call school.

jumping into my 67' Chevy impala i started the antagonizing drive to school. i was in the building for less than five seconds before i was dragged out to the back of the school. if i had been anywhere else i would have throat chopped these motherfuckers. they threw me on the ground. i slowly turned around and got up. i looked at my assailants. it was four of the wolfisch that have been staying at my place. i feigned a scared expression "w..what do y..you want f..from m..me?" they smirked. the on farthest from me on my right said "we want to beat you to a bloody pulp" i looked up at him and smiled a smile that i have been told on many occasion and i quot 'would have made Satan cringe' one of the boys took a step back and the others looked at me with something close to irrational fear. two put up their fists in a fighting stance. good people who appear to know how to fight. i mimicked them. the other two looked at us with reluctance then joined us in our positions. all for flew at me at the same time. i ducked one while grabbing the arm of another and flinging him into the other two as i quickly punched the first in the stomach. i kneed the second in the crotch and as he and the other guy where doubled over i i kicked them both in the head hitting one and the momentum forcing him to hit the other like a newtons cradle. the other two swung at me from either side i ducked again and right before their fist hit each other i swept my feet beneath them causing them to fall. all four came back swinging. it was time for me to put in ten percent effort. i block their fists with my fore arms.  i grabbed ones fist as he swung at me and twisted his right arm behind his back so that his arm was straight and his elbow was facing the sky and slammed my elbow down on his joint. there was a sickening snap as i broke his arm. i let him go and smashed my head into his face breaking his nose. he was down. turning to the other three who didn't have time to react as i took out their friend, i charged.  i grabbed the guy closest to me and punched him hard enough that i broke his jaw and he passed out. only two left. i started to walk towards the last two, one turned and ran screaming monster. i laughed quietly. the last guy looked a bit afraid but he held his ground. i have to give this guy a bit of respect.  "if you leave now i won't bash your head in" he shook his head no i sighed "okay, lets do this" i put back up my fists and he did the same. he flew at me and i just stood there and let him hit me. then i punched him in the temple and left as he faded out of consciousness.

the rest of my day went normally. the fight only lasted for  half a minute so i wasn't late for sitting out side my calculus class until it was time for art. i wasted the forty five minute wait by watching Netflix on my phone. after art i had lunch. walking into the cafeteria i got an apple and a thing of juice and walked out to the courtyard that was connected to the cafe by large windows that wrapped all the way around the yard going through many of the classrooms. in the middle of the courtyard there was a giant oak tree i sat beneath the tree and ate my food i then sat there and read my library book.

emits pov

i was called to the office during second period. walking in i stopped at then secretary's desk and gave her my pink slip she glanced at it and waived me through. Mr. Andrew was sitting at his desk waiting for me. "i want your help with a problem student" i looked at him, was he serious? "okay... am i allowed to ask what he did?" Mr. Andrew nodded and pressed his microphone."send them in." there was a curt reply and the office doors swung open to reveal my beta, gamma, and their lackys, all had the remainders if what looked like severe bruises and one had a sling. i turned to my beta."what the hell happened?" he didn't respond. my gamma who's right arm has hanging in a blue sling that was probably from the nurses office looked up at me sheepishly "he cant speak just yet the bastard who did this to us broke his fucking jaw" say what? "wait... bastard, as in singular?" i looked at them this was ludacris how could one person take out four wolfisch especially when two of them where almost as strong as an alpha? "one of the lesser pack members sighed "yes future alpha, he was like a monster, took us out in less than a minute." he slowly met my eyes i could see the fear like he was expecting me to be mad. he visibly relaxed when he saw the curiosity burning in my eyes. i had to find out who this person was.

i turned back to the principal and he sent the guys home. "i'll take the job under two terms."i met the mans eyes and he nodded at me to continue. "first, i want this school to allow any species to enroll here regardless of stature." Mr.Andrew tries to cut me off but i silence him with a hand motion "how badly do you want this student reformed?" i look him straight in the eye and he sighs in defeat. "along with no discrimination i want the power to decide what punishments students of my pack an any one who messes with my pack gets." he looked thoughtful for a second then agreed "okay, but if you fail to have him reformed by the start of next year your whole pack will be refused entrance to our school." it was a fair deal... sort of. i stuck out my hand and we shook on it."now then, where can i find this 'problem student' of yours?"

i found him right where Mr.Andrew said he would be. i ha been expecting many things ranging from the new guy all the way to classic bond villian, but what i found was not what i was imagining. sitting down at the base of a large oaks tree was a small guy. his hair was covering his face because his head was bent down onto his chest,  his legs where pulled up and his arms rested on them. i could hear his soft breaths it sounded like he was asleep. on the ground next to him i saw a library book, he was reading a book by a guy called dean koontz. i sat there and just watched him for a few seconds. is this really the problem student?, he barely looked old enough to drive! suddenly some kind of alarm started going off and i jumped not having been expected it. the 'problem student' started to shift and before i could get away he noticed me "who the fuck... you?" i stopped and looked at his face. oh my god!