Will you be my Alpha? (boyxboy)

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Chris POV

Start of a new week. Start of a new day. Start of a new hour. I could go on honestly, but I won't.
I wake up at 7:00am every school morning, even though I don't take long to get ready I have to walk to school. I don't really mind doing that, school isn't that far away and a jock like myself needs to keep fit.

"Chris! Get up already!" I hear a low but loud voice boom through out the house.

"Yeah I'm up David! Jesus Christ people in China can hear you." I mutter that last part to myself. David is my uncle. My parents got killed in a car accident when I was only a baby. I have no memory what so ever. So I've been living with David for all my life. Which is cool, he lets me do what ever I want as long as I'm home early on school nights.

I swing my legs out of bed and onto the floor. I run a hand through my dark brown hair and sigh.

"Alright Monday, let's do this," I talk to myself sometimes. I'm not crazy or anything it's just I get alone by myself sometimes when David is at work.

I get up and walk over to my speaker and play some music to get me in the mood. I scroll through my playlist and press play on, King for a Day by Pirce the Veil. I love this song, one because it's amazing and two because I envy Kellin and Vic.

I go have a quick shower to wake up some more. After I'm done I hop out with a towel around my waist and go get some boxers on. I'm a very clean and organised person.

Rummaging through my clothes I find my favourite t-shirt to wear on Mondays. It's black and says "Ugh" in white writing. To match I just put on some navy blue jeans and black converse. Once I'm all done I go brush my teeth in my ensuite and fix my hair with a tiny bit of hair gel. To finish I dab on some cologne and deodorant.

Heading out of my room I shut the door as all my things are down stairs. I slide down the hand rail of the stairs and walk into the kitchen. David looks up at me from the kitchen bench where he is sitting reading today's paper, London News (how original).

"Good morning to you dearest uncle," I say all happily as I grab a granola bar and a banana. "Well I'm off to school. Bye!" I don't give him time to reply, I grab my bag making sure I have my phone and earbuds and I throw it over my shoulder. I plug in my music and start making my way to school.

It's nice in the spring time here in London. Wish it was like this all year round.

15 minutes later I arrive at the front car park. I do have a car, but I prefer to walk to school.

"Hey Homes! What's up man?" DJ my best friend comes over to me. He usually waits for me by his car of a morning. We have most classes together.

We do a bro/man hug "not much dude. Come on let's get to our lockers." With me saying that we begin to walk to our lockers which are right next to our first class, English.

"How was your weekend?" I ask DJ trying to sound enthusiastic.

"Yeah it w-" he was cut off by none other then the school slut, Gabby.

"Hey boys," don't get me wrong she's pretty and all but her personality is awful. We dated a year ago and she broke up with me for some fancy pancy dude. "I'm having shall we say, a get together with a few friend and I was--" I stop her.

"Hold on. Gabby we," I point to me and DJ, "are not your friends. If you don't mind I have a class I don't want to fail." I literally walk right by her. Yeah yeah I'm popular but not on a Monday morning. I'm tired for fuck sake.