The Protected Alpha

Chapter 2

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It was another monotonous day at school. I sat in the back of the classroom, zoning out while the teacher droned on. I had already learned the material, so I pulled out my earphones, plugged them into my phone, and slipped them into my ears. The soothing music immediately calmed me, and I let my head rest against the desk.

I don’t even remember when I fell asleep, but I was jolted awake by someone tapping my shoulder.

“Emily, it’s lunchtime,” Teresa whispered, her voice low.

“Hmmm,” I mumbled, not quite awake yet.

I sat up, gathered my books, and packed them into my bag. “Let’s go to the cafeteria,” I suggested, but Teresa waved me off.

“No, thanks. I’ll pass,” she said, her smile faltering for a moment. I could see the disappointment in her eyes, but she quickly masked it with a cheerful expression.

I gave her a small nod and walked out of the classroom, searching for a quiet corner. I found one by the school’s side wall, away from the bustle of other students. I laid out my scarf on the ground and sat down, pulling out a sandwich. As I chewed, the music played softly in my ears, and the world seemed to fade away.

When the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, I packed up and headed to my next class. The day seemed to drag on, and by the time school ended, I was exhausted. I slung my bag over my shoulder and stepped outside. My dad was waiting by the car, already parked.

“Good afternoon, Dad,” I greeted him as I slid into the passenger seat.

“How was school?” he asked, his voice full of curiosity.

“Fine,” I replied shortly, staring out the window.

I could feel his gaze shifting to me as he drove. He was gearing up to ask me something, so I beat him to it.

“What is it, Dad?” I asked, glancing at him.

“I just wanted to know if you made any new friends today,” he said, his tone hopeful.

“No, I didn’t,” I answered quickly. “But... Dad, it’s only my first day. Give it time.”

He sighed softly. “I know, but you’ve got to try, Emily. You need to talk to people.”

“I did talk to someone,” I said, trying to reassure him.

“Really?” he asked, clearly surprised.

“Yeah. I asked for directions,” I said, feeling a bit proud of myself.

I saw the spark of hope in his eyes flicker out, but he didn’t press further. “Okay, baby steps,” he muttered.

“I promise I’ll try harder,” I said quickly, trying to make him feel better. “But by the end of the week, I’ll have at least one friend.”

He smiled and nodded as we pulled into the driveway. My dad parked the car in the garage, and I quickly got out and ran inside. As I opened the door, Storm, our golden retriever, greeted me with loud barks.

“Hey, boy,” I said, bending down to rub his head. “How’s it going?”

Storm barked again, wagging his tail in excitement.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” I said, smiling. I made my way upstairs to my room, tossing my bag onto my bed. I changed out of my hoodie and clothes and jumped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the day’s stress.