As soon as the final bell went off, Ash rocketed out of his seat, his entire stature tense and rigid. A single glance over his shoulder confirmed that May and Drew were eagerly pinning kids to the side, not making any haste in order to reach him to squeeze out the confession of what riled him up so much in the hallway, no doubt. Ash rolled his eyes in annoyance at the idiotic persistency of his best friends. With a single side step to his right, Ash blended with the rest of the sea of students eager to reach their dorm rooms, efficiently evading May and Drew for the time being, until they caught on and he would have to use a different escape plan.
Ash effortlessly navigated the cramped hallway, heading towards the Omega Dorm rooms to get some sort of peace of mind. The encounter that went down in the hallway flashed in Ash's mind, only further lighting the candle of fury buried deep in his chest, making his strides hasten. Reliving the regrettable occurrence, Ash faintly remembered what had transpired, the memory still fresh like an opened wound. When he collided with Misty, Ash had the impression that his life was over, a bit dramatic he knew, but he thought it was fairly warranted.
However, Ash seemed to be in some parallel, Twighlight zoned, twisted Universe. Instead of a knife driving into his chest, Ash was met with a bowing Misty, her face concealed by her unruly hair fighting its restraints of the hair tie loosely wrapped around the flow of red locks. The incredulous look Ash was shooting at the Alpha must have been evident, because when the girl lifted her head she noticed a severe lacking response out of Ash.
Tilting her head, Misty stared on at Ash expectantly, seemingly anticipating a reaction out of the Omega. Though, the only exertion Ash's body physically permitted was his mouth to gape open like a fish on land.
"I just wanted to say that I am so sorry for what happened in the cafeteria," Misty started first, an apologetic look gracing her beautiful features. Ash's drying mouth seemed to still be nonfunctional, because he couldn't seem to utter a single word out. He even began cursing the sweat accumulating on his hands. Misty wisely decided to take that as her cue to continue.
"I should have noticed when I overstepped the boundaries of the Omega platform. I guess I was so hungry that I forgot to check for the Alpha sign," Misty outwardly admitted, only furthering catching Ash off guard.
Swallowing thickly, Ash finally found the courage to speak up.
"Oh, umm it's alright," was the only pathetic response Ash could muster, mentally chastising himself for sounding so stupid in front of the queen Alpha herself. For anything, it felt more like a defeat on Ash's part. This was the one chance he could prove that as an Omega he wasn't completely useless.
"Oh, well I'm glad," Misty hesitantly smiled, relieved that no grudge was going to be bound to her, by any Alpha, or Omega. Reputation as the representative of the Alphas couldn't allow for such a foolish thing as a petty grudge, and Misty refused to ever have to deal with the backlash of one either. For both her conscience and rep couldn't be decremented, not at this school.
The unsettling silence following after the even more awkward conversation left both parties shuffling uncomfortably. Ready to try to break the hush falling over the two, Ash opened his mouth to begin a new conversation starter when-
"Waterflower, gorgeous as ever I see?" a male voice smoothly cut in. Peering over Misty's shoulder, Ash saw a glimpse of, who he assumed to be, Gary Oak. King of the Alphas, if Ash's memory served him correctly. Second fastest on the track team, following after the queen herself, and the biggest flirt of the school, surpassing Drew in both number and variety. Omega and Alpha girls alike seemed to swoon over Gary's dashing good looks and pearly white smile.
Misty sneered at Gary's advancing form, who was otherwise known as Woodland Creek's infamous boy toy. His playboy attitude striking multiple nerves that Misty had failed to notice until she had met him when they were all but children.
"What do you want Gary?" Misty asked exasperatedly, cutting all formalities to her question.
Gary smirked, his airy and cocky attitude only winning in his favor, riling up the one and only Misty Waterflower. The flustered responses Misty provided were always highly amusing. However, Gary's little game ceased to a halt when he noticed Ash peering over Misty's shoulder. Gary immediately recognized him as his Grandfather's pain of a student, the name blanking on him.
Oak was an Omega teacher, but Gary was able to earn and establish the title Alpha when he won numerous running championships and scholarships upon entering Woodland Creek a bit later. All humor vanished from his face once he locked eyes with the raven-haired Omega. His eyes roamed over Ash's stance like a wolf analyzing his prey.
"Misty, what are you doing talking with this mut?" Gary demanded, his expression morphing into obvious disgust.
"Hey, I'm right here. If you have something to say to me, then say it to my face," Ash boldly dared, not quite appreciating the way Gary had been speaking to both Misty and himself.
"What did you just say to me, you little punk?" Gary seethed, abandoning the school policies directly aimed at the tolerance of fighting on the parameter of Woodland Highs' grounds. Especially those designed specifically to avoid overly abusive behaviors towards Omegas.
"What are you deaf? I said if you've got a problem, then say it to my face," Ash snarled.
Misty, sensing the upcoming destruction that could be unleashed if this wasn't stopped, intervened before heads could be bitten off.
"Alright, alright, down boy," Misty's authoritative manner stepping in, her firm glare at Gary signaling for him to step down. Eventually, after a few seconds of cogitating and sneers from the queen herself, Gary reluctantly did so. Retreating and relinquishing a menacing leer at Ash as he went.
"I'm sorry about him," Misty apologized once again, the sincereness threaded in her voice perplexing Ash.
"Why are you acting so casually around me?" Ash blurted, immediately wishing he could extract the fumbling words from ever leaving his mouth.
Misty felt caught off guard at the question. Honestly unsure herself why she had been so kind to the Omega. Normally, she would never engage with one to this level of speaking terms. The most social interactions she ever gave an Omega was during the annual sports festival when she would check to see how they were doing competition wise. Other than that she remained on her side of the building, with the Alphas and where she believed she belonged. So what made this boy so different? Was it his pleading and gorgeous brown eyes that could pierce her own? Was it his undeniably handsome face? Was it his utter disregard to her ranking? Was it all the above? Misty pondered, leaving Ash hanging on a thin thread.
"Um, never mind, that was a stupid question," Ash piped up once more, regret evident on the boy's face.
"Oh, no its alright," the Alpha immediately dismissed, shrugging off the queasy feeling in her stomach, and trying to gain as much of her usual collected composure as she could muster.
"Well, we better get to class. Once again, I apologize for, well everything," Misty concluded, bowing and briskly retrieving back to the class that she discerned she was unbelievably tardy for.
Ash was in a stupor, nearly reaching out to grab Misty's hand to keep her from leaving, but ultimately letting her vanish from his sights.
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Well, that was slightly long chapter and I decided to leave it here. Tne cliffhanger once again reigns on haha. What will make Ash so riled up? We''ll see...
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The Alpha Vs. The Omega {Under Editing}
FanfictionWoodland Creek High, the boarding school Alphas dominate and Omegas loath. Though, when an Omega Ash is paired off with one of the royalties of the elite, his senior year that began with surviving until graduation being his biggest obstacle, became...