The first exchange of messages

Every teenager dreams of something. Starting to desire something with all the force of his existence, because he feels that it will complete him. Or maybe it's the mystery in figuring out how you'll feel when the dream is achieved.

The omega boy felt he fit both options.

Theodore wanted to know what it was like to date someone.

But not like the other classmates, who always exchanged boyfriends as he changed his shirt. No. It wouldn't be worth trying for something so ephemeral. It would not be enough to go to a party and drink hidden alcohol to seduce someone or spend your heat with a guy. Let alone blow anyone who passed on the street.

No. Theodore knew that was not the way.

When he watched movies with clichés, he found the kind of romance he would love to experience. The one who would make him nervous all day, longing to go to school and dreaming of the saying whose would steal his heart.

He didn't care whether the person in question was popular or not, whether he was handsome or not. Just that he was someone who would sincerely accept him. To love and bite him, generating a lifelong connection as his soul mate. It would all be worth it.

And it was not once or twice that he had become anxious to go to school. He has come across several possible candidates for the boyfriend position. The problem was that none of them proved worthy for this.

Any new student who showed up at school was dominated by the most annoying girl. Sadie Mckenzie. If in the films there were obstacles that strengthened the relationship of the couple, in the life of Theodore there was a girl who challenged their dreams.

Nicolas had always told him that if a boy likes Sadie, regardless of being an alpha or beta, it wouldn't be worth knowing his name. It would be a sign that they came from the same planet. For this reason Theodore was always hurt when he discovered that his targets had personality as distorted as the girl.

None of them would be worth it.

And now it seemed that the cycle was about to start again.

― My name is Gabriel Jones, just arrived from the capital to the countryside because of the work of my parents.

The problem kid had a first and last name. It was difficult for Theodore not to be interested in him, since the unfortunate was too beautiful and had a beautiful smile typical of an alpha. But to fall from the cloud of dreams was enough to hear the sighs of the other girls in the class.

Okay, you need to remember that earlier in the lobby, Sadie had already shown her claws to the new student. Surely he would not be different from the others who always seemed nice in the first weeks, and after months let the poison drip.

You shouldn't waste your time, then.

Theodore looked away from the window, leaning his chin over his palm trying to empty his mind. Should he start singing some of his favourite musical in thought? Would it be enough to take away the feeling of his warm hand holding his arm?

Which song he should choose? For some reason that Gabriela Montez solo seemed to fit with the slight frustration he felt.

A movement by his side caught his attention. He resisted to look, but the sweet aroma denounced the proximity. Refusing to look aside, Theodore had been keen to see through the reflection of the window that the new student had sat beside him.

Oh heavens, was that some punishment? So many places for him to sit, had he chosen his side?

Why, oh cruel world?

His heart had begun to accelerate.

His cheeks were burning. Probably even the tip of his ear was red.

What to do?

Why was he nervous?

Behave yourself!

― Um... excuse me? Can I share the history book with you?

Theodore immediately looked away. He shouldn't have, he blamed himself internally, because he knew that the slightest interaction would make him fall into dreams that would hurt him later. But there he was, waiting for his answer without any malicious eyes.

He returned the look of the new student without knowing what to answer. What guy would be doing at that moment? The new guy stared at him with a friendly smile on his face and eyes full of expectations. Charming as an alpha should be.

― I have not received the books yet... ― Insisted the new student.

Theodore lowered his eyes to the open book on his desk. It was just a class, a split book and then he would be doing just a good deed, wouldn't he? He shouldn't be afraid of that, since he couldn't be talking during class.

It's... the situation was in his favour.

Silently Theodore pushed his wallet and extended the book, having the new student also leaning his wallet to him. Being close to each other to the point of their smells merging, the two shared the history book.

― Thank you, man.

― For nothing.

Theodore had felt the other's gaze upon him when he answered. By leaning her chin over her palm and focusing on studying, he had found the perfect way out so he wouldn't get lost in his romantic delusions.

A real challenge.

The mere presence of the new student beside him, being able to feel his warmth and even hearing his breath cleared his mind. He wanted so much to pretend that everything was okay and he was indifferent to his arrival, that he struggled to suppress the desire to watch him from the corner of his eyes.

The teacher explained the matter and Theodore made his meticulous notes following his plan. This, keep focusing on copying the matter that soon time passes, and this martyrdom will come to an end.

However a small piece of paper was thrown over his notebook.

Arching his eyebrow he had looked from the corner at the new student, who seemed focused on taking his notes. Returning to face the piece of paper, he turned looking for the sender without finding.

The curiosity won out.

Unfolding the paper will find the message.

"My name is Gabriel, what's your name?".

Red Alert! The Alpha was trying to talk to you! What chaos, what chaos.

Would he answer?

Would he pretend he wouldn't read it? No, that would be rude other than he must have seen Theodore open the note. The kid just wanted to know your name. Probably thank you for sharing the book, that's all. There would be no problem answering it... right?

Damn, he wanted to answer.

He had admitted, with great defeat, that he was happy that a new student came to talk to you willingly.

Soon he took his pencil and responded in the same role.

"Theodore".

He had left the piece of paper in the middle of the book trying to concentrate on his notes. The heart was racing to see the new student reach out to pick up the paper, and it was difficult to control the beats when he realized that he would be reading.

Would he find your handwriting ugly?

Closing his eyes and shaking his head, he again scolded.

When he opened it again, the paper was on his notebook once again. It contained the urge to open immediately as if completely anxious to know his answer. So he had finished making some notes, and only then had he unfolded the paper.

"Hello, Theodore! Thanks again for sharing your book with me".

He was right, he just wanted to say thank you. A thousand times a word of thanks than a look of condemnation. The problem was... what to answer.

He didn't want to bring up the subject to develop friendship, but he also did not want to keep the note and give as closed. If it was the transfer student who started, then it would be he who would finish. Decided, scribble the corner of the paper.

"For no reason".

Delivering the paper to the middle of the book and returning to make his notes, Theodore was not able to control his heart when he realized that the new student had torn another piece of paper from the notebook and wrote on it.

Would continue? Why? The class could not end?

When the new piece of paper was thrown into his notebook, Theodore opened it right away. Damn if the new student would consider him curious, he was. He would wear the shirt of curiosity and discover the reason for his storm.

"You're the one I bumped into earlier, huh? I'm sorry about that".

Oh, it was true. He was running away from the fury of Nicolas who ran into him and still hasn't apologized. He had lost his courage at that time, since Mckenzie was around staring at him with those make-up eyes just when he would lose his senses because of the smell of the alpha.

Whether he was friends with that girl or not, Theodore would apologize. It was the education he had received from his parents, and he could not be judged for it. It couldn't be interpreted as hitting on the alpha, right?

Theodore had quickly written the answer.

"I who was running in the hallway without looking, was bad".

Returning the ticket, he had again paid attention in class. Or tried. But his attention was accompanying the new student, who seemed calm in picking up the note, reading and responding before throwing it back into his notebook.

He didn't seem nervous, unlike Theodore. His cheeks warmed as he realized that he might seem eager to continue that secret conversation. Compressing his lips, the blonde sighed heavily to calm down before holding the new ticket.

"You seemed to have fun with your friend, so you're forgiven".

Theodore had a nasal laugh. Should he tell this lowlife that he was running away for the sake of his life, since his best friend was in a bad mood? No... It would spare him that.

Feeling his ear burn, Theodore held the cold tip of the cartilage and looked away to the right. The alpha looked at him with his face resting on his hand and a smile on his face.

What was that? Why were you looking at him like that?

Damn it... his heart had accelerated again.