It's been two weeks since my family has been locked up, and since my family is wealthy and I paid the police to just let my seventeen year old self live on my own. Absolutely no foster.

I'd by lying if I said I'm still not emotionally hurting over the fact that my brother turned on me, but distraction has been working for me.

I smirked to myself as Miss Lovato called roll. I'm going to piss her off today. I'm in the mood to live up to my nickname today. The Rogue Wolf.

"Harlow Rogue?" Miss Lovato scanned the room and smiled when she saw me sitting in my spot on the gym floor.

I nodded my head before scanning the room for something that would piss Miss Lovato off. My gaze locked onto the pull up bar that you could lift up mid air and get it to the next level (salmon ladder; A/N: I absolutely hate it when my coach makes me do this thing. Look it up and you'll know why I hate their existence). Something that makes a whole hell of a lot of noise, and with her being short, once I get up to the sixth level she won't be able to reach me, and then I can stand on top of it. If I want to I can probably jump up and grab the rafters and then climb around up there.

Miss Lovato seemed occupied with calling roll, and when Coach Tanner walked in I saw my window of opportunity.

Coach Tanner had his back to me, and had Demi's full attention. With the pull up bar being on the other side of the gym, I'll be half way up before they can even turn around.

I quietly stood up and put a finger over my lips when one guy looked at me as I stood up.

Once I knew they were in deep conversation I started to trot over to the bar and the class started to talk, which helped my situation in a way. More sound to cover my loud ass footsteps.

My legs pushed me up off the ground, high enough for me to reach the bar that had been left up there all summer since no one has gotten it, due to the fact that it is so high up, and then started to use every muscle in my body to push myself up and put the bar in the next slot each time.

"Harlow, get down now!" Miss Lovato yelled from the other side of the gym.

"Just let her tire herself out. She's trying to be a pain in the ass, but there will be an 'oh shit' moment for her, which will be here soon." Coach Tanner stopped Demi.

I don't know why I even try to call her Demi, even in my thoughts, because it just doesn't sound right.

But anyways, I don't tire out. He should know that by now.

"She'll get hurt though." Miss Lovato snapped at Coach Tanner and quick footsteps started to approach me.

I quickly rushed to the top bar without pacing myself, and then pulled myself up so I was sitting on the bar.

"Harlow, get down now." Miss Lovato gave me a death glare, and I almost listened to her.

Because match is dominant and we like it.

"I am well aware of that, you idiot." I mumbled under my breath.

My hands shook as they fought to follow Miss Lovato's orders.

"Five." She started to count.

Coach Tanner brought everyone outside for Miss Lovato apparently since we were the only two left in the gym.

"Four." She looked up at me and put her hands on her hips. "Just have them do two warm up laps for me please." Miss Lovato sighed into her walkie talkie, and I'm assuming she's talking to Coach Tanner.

"Alrighty." Coach Tanner responded nearly immediately.

"Three."

An audible gulp escaped my throat.

"Two."

I looked down at her to see pure anger in her eyes.

She raised a brow.

I hopped off of the bars, landing on my toes so I could roll and distribute the shockwave of the impact.

"Go to my office, now." Miss Lovato growled.

I nodded my head in shame as I walked passed her and into her office that was only a few steps away.

She slammed the door behind us before locking it. "What in the hell is going on with you?" Demi growled. I've gotta call her Demi or she will get mad at me.

My fingers fiddled with the couch seams. "I don't know."

"You are pushing the dominant side in me way too much Harlow. It is hard enough to keep my hands to myself, and then you go and act like this. Fuck it, report me if you want. I just can't keep it in any longer. I fucking like you Harlow. More than a friend. Illegal kinda like you, and when you go and do shit like that it drives me insane because I have the dom ordeal to deal with." Miss Lovato sat on her desk and just looked at her shoes.

Heat rushed to my cheeks. What if it's just a lie?

Match isn't lying. Match is being honest. Have you seen yourself? You're hot as fuck.

"Please say something Harlow." Demi begged as she looked me in the eyes. Her eyes started to well up.

I'm not the best with words, so I just simply stood up, walked over to her, and pulled her to my chest.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, still careful of my back. "Let me know if I'm hurting you by hugging you." She whispered in my neck.

I wedged myself between her legs and wrapped my arms around her tighter. "You're okay. I have a high pain tolerance, so if you need to squeeze me I'll be alright. I promise." My hand traced pattern on her back as she held onto me with fear.

"Are you going to report me?" Demi whispered in a shaky breath.

"No, not once did I even think about that. Here, when I look at you, watch my pupils." I looked down and closed my eyes before opening them and looking her in the eyes.

"Woah," she whispered in astonishment.

"Yeah, my pupils dilate and then my blue-grey eyes turn into that light silver if I look at you long enough, because I like you too." I smiled a shy smile before placing a soft, gentle kiss on her forehead. She slightly leaned into my touch.

"You've got a class to teach, Miss Lovato." I smiled as my forehead rested against hers.

"I know, but this really beautiful girl is distracting the hell out of me, and when she takes her shirt off it drives me insane." A small smirk tugged on her lips.

"I know, I don't get hot, but I know it makes everyone else around me drool. You don't have to worry about me showing anything off for the next few weeks or maybe ever again if it scars bad. The bandages kinda cover everything anyways." I shrugged my shoulders before stepping away from her and walking out of her office and headed to the track.

Once I got there, Coach Tanner shot me a knowing wink and gave me a smirk before telling me to catch up with their two laps that they were simply walking with the hopes that by then Demi would be out here by then.

I quickly caught up to the kids who were on their second lap and managed to finish quicker than everyone else.

"Dead sprint from wherever you are to the finish point. If you're still on lap one, you should've walked faster." Demi blew her whistle and I took another lap at a dead sprint for the hell of it.

I finished fifth since four guys were already fifty yards away from the finish line and I started over, and I may or may not have been staring at Demi's ass as she talked to Coach Tanner.

"What?" Demi gave me a sly smile once I stopped in front of her on the other side of the finish line.

"What's next?" I raised a brow.

"Football, Marco is one team captain and Tyler is the other. Marco, first pick and then Tyler can pick two. Then we'll even it out." Miss Lovato nodded at Marco. I just went ahead and walked over to him. Tyler is the new backup quarterback since Marco is now the head quarterback. In some ways he's better than Jackson, he has more accuracy, but less power. Tyler is just some freshman that can throw a football above average.

The chemistry wasn't there with Marco and Harlow like it was with Jackson and Harlow, but they still won since all Harlow has to do is get the ball and then run.

"Is that your student?" Some guy with a clipboard asked me and if I'm being honest he scared the living hell out of me. He just popped up out of the middle of nowhere and he has the pedophile glasses on.

"Which one?" I raised a brow. They are all my students, but who is he talking about and who is going to jail now?

"The blonde girl over there with the tank top on. Well, kinda on." He pointed his finger at Harlow who was currently sparing with Marco since I've given them fifteen minutes of free time.

"Yes, that is Harlow Rogue." I nodded with a proud smile.

"Oh, the Harlow Rogue who was just all over the news?" He spoke just above a whisper.

"Yes, that's her." I nodded again, but this time an emotionless expression rested upon my face. Why does that matter?

"Well, I have been sent here to scout for some good athletes and the front desk lady told me that this would be the class I'd want to watch. What sports does she play?" He pulled the pen from behind his ear.

"Harlow is great at any sport. Tell her the basics and she will play to win, but she's a damn good wide receiver, and she runs track. She's fast as hell. Her fastest mile so far is four minutes and ten seconds." I had a proud smile on my face. Yeah, my baby is a damn good athlete. There is a positive in every situation, and in her wolf situation it's that she is now one of the fastest people alive.

His jaw dropped. "Let me introduce myself. I am Rick, a college scout, but after hearing that I believe I need to get an olympic scout and a NFL scout in here." He held his hand out for me to shake. "Would it be possible for me to watch her play?"

"Her first football game is this Friday. You are more than welcome to come and I will definitely be there to watch. Her and her brother were unstoppable last season, but as you know from the news, he turned on her as well." I whispered the last part. I'm so fucking mad at him for doing that. How could he hit her? They had a stronger bond than any pair of siblings I've ever known.

"I've heard, but I will definitely be at the game. Do you know for sure that she will be playing?" He raised a brow as he wrote a side note for the game tomorrow.

"Yeah, more than likely the whole game. Both offense and defense, because she has got some hands. Last season alone she made thirty-one interceptions." My hands rested on my hips as I looked back over at Harlow for a split second to see her going to town on the mitts. Damn, I'd hate to go against her in a ring. Not like I'd be able to hit her.

"Okay, well I guess I will see you then. I wanted to look at more of your students, but they don't have anything on her." He chuckled before shaking my hand again and leaving the gym. Prick.

That's not very nice. It may be true, but it's still not very nice and definitely something you don't say to their gym teacher.

Harlow gave me a questioning look when she took a small break to wipe the sweat that was collecting on her forehead and neck.

I mouthed a 'I'll tell you later' before walking into my office to get my water bottle and walking back out to see all of my students heading to the locker rooms.

I met Harlow by my car and a wide smile was on her face. One that made me smile. Damn her and her contagious smile.

"What's got you smiling so much?" I raised a brow as a smile grew on my lips.

"We're going shopping with my father's money. I just got the call from my lawyer saying that they made the deal to cut two years off of all of their sentences if I got access to the bank account, so we're going on a shopping spree. If you want it, you buy it. Hell, you could buy a mansion once I turn eighteen. We're going to spend as much as possible before they get out, and we won't run out of money, because with the school and their other businesses it's constant income." Harlow's smile grew even bigger when my jaw dropped.

"I'm not letting you get me anything Harlow." I spoke sternly.

"You're right, I'm going to get you everything. Let me spoil you at least this once, please." She gave me the best puppy eyes I've ever seen in my life and I gave in. Who could say no to those eyes?

"Just this once Harlow." I sighed and shook my head, but a smile crept on my lips.

"First stop, the car dealership!" She cheered as she waved the debit card in the air.

"I'm not letting you buy me a car Harlow." I gave her a look as we got in the car.

"I won't buy you a car then. I'll buy me a car or two that you can drive as well." Harlow shrugged as she looked dead ahead with a smirk creeping on her lips.

"You're so stubborn." I chuckled as I shook my head.

"But you still deal with me." She shrugged again.

I rolled my eyes.