This is my first step up fanfic I've had this idea for ages and thought I would finally write it otherwise someone will get the same idea!!
DISCLAIMER: Don't own (even if i would like to own Channing Tatum)
Tyler was lying on his bed listening to music, exhausted yet happy. Things in his life were looking good, he had Nora, just started at Maryland School of Arts and was finally doing something with his life. He had just got back from teaching his hip-hop class him and some of his classmates had set up to help get young children involved in dance. It was Tyler's idea, after all he had managed to turn his life around, so why couldn't other people?
He looked towards the ceiling and sighed. For once he was really happy. He checked the time, it was only 4pm and he wasn't meeting Miles and Nora until 6pm. They were going to go to the club that Lucy was singing at. Tyler smiled as he thought about the couple that was Lucy and Miles. Since they had got together he had never seen Miles happier, he was so pleased for him.
"Hey" came a voice from the doorway, it was Camille, his foster sister. Tyler didn't reply as the loud music playing through his headphones blocked out all noise, so Camille walked towards him and poked him hard in the ribs. Tyler sat up straight immediately, pulling off his headphones in shock.
"That hurt!!" He exclaimed.
"Sorry,"Camille shrugged half-heartedly, "had to get your attention somehow."
Luckily Tyler was in a good mood, so he just smiled. As both of his foster parents were out it was left to him to baby-sit for a few hours until he had to go out. Although the relationship with his foster parents was strained at times, it had improved ever since he started settling down and concentrating at school, around the same time he met Nora. He had always loved his foster sister and brother as if they were his real siblings. He cleared a space for Camille to sit down, it was just him and her in the house as Malcolm was staying at a friend's house for the night.
"So how was your day?"He asked her.
Camille shrugged, "the usual, school, homework. You?"
"Fine. Just school and dance class." Replied Tyler.
"Can you teach me too?" Camille asked, "to dance, I mean."
Tyler smiled, he had guessed this was coming. He had already he had seen her dance before and she was good. A real natural.
"Yeah ok, why don't we do it now. I'm not really doing anything. Meet you outside in 5 minutes."He told her.
About an hour later Tyler and Camille entered the house laughing. Tyler was teaching her his favourite moves and she had picked them up quick, he was impressed although he would never tell her exactly how much she impressed him. Not willingly anyway.
"Ok superstar, why don't you go and do the homework I can guarantee is sitting on your desk unfinished." He told her. His foster mum she be home soon and he needed to begin getting ready to meet Nora and Miles. The guilty smile from Camille confirmed his suspicions and she walked upstairs to go and finish her homework grudgingly.
Tyler was pulled from his thoughts as he heard a knock at the door, it wouldn't be Lena as she would have her keys. Frowning Tyler jogged towards the door and opened it to find a man and a women standing in front of him.
"Can I help you?" He asked them, confused.
"Tyler? Where your parents." The woman answered.
Tyler slammed the door shut before she could add anymore. He slumped on the floor, head leaning against the door, feeling confused, angry and shocked...
What do you think, not updating until I get some reviews so press the button and tell me what you think!!
Lena is, I think, the name of Tyler's foster mum (according to the internet)