Okay So...Did You Have to Reject Me Infront of Everyone?

Rouges?!?!?

MY BDAY WAS AWESOME!!

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My transfer papers came in. They sent me to a school just outside of pack borders. My father didn't try to hide his disapointment. "It's not you I'm mad at sweetheart. It's that fucking mate of yours." He's now gone into depression.

If I knew having a mate was that difficult, I would've killed myself at 13, just to not go through with it. But when seeing my mother and father together, the love they held for each other made me yearn for someone just like that. Though I forgot how it felt for my father, my family, when my mom died. If I remembered, things would be SO different.

I looked up to see my father coming toward me with a grim expression, "Honey, I have to talk to you"

I braced my self for more bad news, although I should be used to them now with the amount of bull going on in my life " Daddy what's wrong, are you okay?"

He isn't all too happy about the procedures we have to take to get me to my school. First we have to get a permit to cross out of the borders, amd when I come back within the borders I have to go to pack house and sign in, also making an oath of loyalty, as if I'm some kind of stranger.

" Everything is fine, it just, well it's fit you know about the school your going to, it has a special type of enrollment you should know about."

 This peaked my curiosity "What kind of enrollment?"

For the first time I saw my father's eyes turn black, he was furious. " It's a school for rouges sweetheart."

You know how in books your always reading about someone's jaw dropping, I always thought that was a way to get the story to be interesting.

A school for rouges? Is he freaking kidding me?

When Grant did what he did, I promised myself I wouldn't cry, not over him. Though I did nothing to stop the tears from brimming over. My mother was KILLED by rouges. He knew.

I knew he was spiteful in doing this. Was his intent to bruise me. Or was this a warning? His warning to me that, in a while I would be one of them? A rogue.

My father sat next to me, his eyes were red with hurt as well, "Listen honey, it's not as bad as you think. Out there are rouges that are pretty decent. There are some rouges who kicked out of there pack, because of sickness, status or there mates, but keep this in mind, just because there are rouges that are rouges, doesn't mean that most of them are welcoming, that's why I'm talking to you about this now. be safe,"

By now I was hugging him, and behind him I saw by brother with his home schooling text books in hand, watching the scene weary eyed, I called him over to join in, but he quickly shook his head, something was up with him, I'd have to figure it out later.

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I'm there in forty minutes, it would've been twenty if it were't for the fact that we had to go through that stupid checking in thing.

When my father pulled out the parking lot, I thought I saw tears in his eyes, think this rejection thing was affecting him more than it did me.

The campus looked pretty decent except for the graffiti here and there. I made my way to the principal's office. It was quaint, a water bubbled in the corner of the room, three chairs next to the door that said PRINCIPLE when it should have said PRINCIPAL. Excuse me for noticing that, but hey.

What DID stand out, was the secretary. There was only word to describe her. Slutty.

"Good morning," she smiled at me, and I noticed a gold tooth, she just screamed hag "You must be Shayla.