Fireflies and Flowers

1

~George's P.O.V~

As I drive down the highway, heading towards Crow College's campus, with suitcases in the trunk of my Black Chevy Truck, my mother bombards my phone with text messages and missed calls.

My tail flicks the back of my chair in annoyance. I grab my phone and dial my mother's number. I hear her panicked voice as I put my phone on speaker mode. "George! You finally picked up your phone! Now, I want you to be careful over there. Don't talk to strangers." My mum's voice says sternly.

"Mum, I got this, I'll be fine." I reassure her. "But...Omegas need to be careful, especially felines like yourself." My brown-haired feline ears fall. Is that all she thinks about? That I can't take care of myself because I'm a feline Omega?

"Mum." I growl. She notices my anger and quickly apologizes. "I'm sorry George, it's just I worry for your safety." I calm down and tell her not to worry. We say goodbye and I hang up.

I see my exit and turn right, heading towards the College. I wouldn't admit this to my mum but, I do hope that I don't get picked on. I've always been a little bit different than normal Omegas. I act like a Beta or even an Alpha, but in the end, I'm still an Omega.

I took up to 2 years of self defense to try and keep my parents off my back. That helps them relax sometimes. They protect me from many things like I'm a child when I'm 18. I'm going to turn 19 soon though.

I see the College at the end of the street. It's huge! The main building has classes on the first floor and second, dorms on the third, the beach is right across the street, there are a couple of restaurants around but most are just a short 20 minutes drive away.

The architecture of the building is both modern and kind of old-ish. I run a hand through my chocolate curls, brushing my feline ears to look presentable.

The courtyard is very wide and has trees lining the edges. It's 9:28 in the morning and the admission rally is at 12:45. Man, I'm tired. I had to get on a plane last night, pick up the car mum bought for me, find a empty parking lot to sleep for a tad in, and then get on the road to come here.

I. Really. Want. To. Go. To. Sleep.

I park my truck in the student parking spots and unload my sky blue suitcases, which are full of stickers of flowers, cats, and London Monuments like Big Ben, and a photo of my friends, Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo and I.

I carefully grab the baby blue pot, in the passenger seat, holding my Wolf Flower. It hasn't bloomed yet. Still a bud.

I pull out my phone and look at my email about my dorm room. I take a deep breath as I start to wheel my suitcases toward the main building. As an Omega, my scent is a sweeter smelling scent, I smell like Wisteria flowers.

My scent has always made me a target. And the fact that I'm a feline. As I'm pulling my suitcases, and holding my flower, other students start to give me weird looks. Is it that odd to see a male feline Omega?

... Okay, well it is... but that's besides the point.

I ignore them and head inside towards the elevators. I wear my Omega-ness with pride!My dorm is room 316. I hope my roommate is nice. And acceptive of their roommate being a feline Omega.

I take my key, which I got from the Secretary before heading up here, out of my pocket and open up the door. The room was actually quite large and empty. My hazel eyes scan the room. My roommate wasn't here yet.

The room is very college-esque. Two twins sized mattresses on the left and right sides. Two night stands. A pretty big window in between the beds. Two desks. Two mini-fridges. Two wardrobes. The bathroom isn't that bad.