Drew had finally shut his mouth long enough to hold in his mumbling threats towards Gary under his breath. Instead, picking up his head as he too was quite curious to Ash's response to May's inquiries.

"In all honesty guys, I'm not even sure anymore. My entire life I've never really given a thought as to what Alpha's were really like," Ash sighed and paused. Trying to contemplate the right way to phrase the bumbling bees of thought buzzing inside his already frazzled mind. Almost as if the honey was dripping down from his brain to his mouth. Gluing the roof of his mouth and tongue together and preventing his ornate ability to speak.

Ironically enough, all these abnormal symptoms to Ash's normally tactful mind seemed to appear ever since his abrupt encounter with the mysterious Alpha with ocean eyes.

"Yeah, I heard the rumors, we all have, but I've never talked to an Alpha for more than what? A minute? Maybe 2," Ash scoffed before continuing his spiel. May and Drew could only wordlessly take in Ash's complaints.

"The Alpha's can't stand us, yet they know nothing about us. The only difference between us and them is our financial status or our athletic abilities because all this school gives a damn about are those two things," Ash finally huffed in his own retaliation. The words fumbling out of his mouth before he could truly think them through. Allowing all his frustrations to poor onto the floor into one heep of a mess that could only slightly resemble the chaos coursing through his head.

Though, now that Ash had taken a pause to his raging train of thoughts, he reasoned that this was one of the most vulnerable moments of his life. The feeling of his exposed rationalities being peeled for his two friends to see was almost as awkward as his... Encounters with Misty.

Actually, these two moments of Ash's hectic day were probably some of the most vulnerable experiences of his life.

Besides that time of course when him, Paul and Drew all shouted at each other back in 6th grade. Diplomacy was not in Ash's vocabulary (both literally and figuratively) and Ash couldn't recall what he could have been possibly arguing so passionately about. All he could remember was Drew getting a black eye, then his younger self returning the favor and quite literally handing Paul a twinning look with his own black and blue racoon disguise. Why was it that every dramatic moment of Ash's life was always influenced by an Alpha?

"Well, although I'm not gonna deny that last statement, I'm gonna have to disagree with you on your earlier one" May composedly interupted, relaxing back onto Ash's bed with ease as she crossed her legs to set herself comfortably before she could make her usually sarcastic and witty comebacks.

"The true difference between us and them..." May smirked, "Is who has enough self control to stick it out with the Alpha, Profesor Ivy's, "lectures." Cause we all know that bitch-"

"Okay, May? Remeber when we discussed what we should never talk about ever again?" Drew intercepted, a sour look on his face as if he bit into a lemon and washed it down with acidic water. "Lets all just try to stay rational guys."

"You being a rational, normally functioning male? Don't make me laugh... Oh wait! Too late," and May instantaneously burst into a fit of giggles at, once again, Drew's expense. Snorting at the concept of Drew ever being serious enough to complete half of his daily tasks. The boy couldn't even go two minutes without a rose in hand for a girl, or flipping his hair and checking himself out in any reflective objects. One of them being a metal handle to a door...

"Hey, hey Drew can be plenty serious. And what did I say about mocking Drew's lacking masculinity," Ash interposed.

"Thank you Ash I knew you-... Wait what?"

"What masculinity? I catch him playing with his hair more than the girls in our class! Including Melody," May intervened. Purposely taking a once over at Ash's reaction to the mentioning of his feminine ex-girlfriend from freshmen year. The obvious mention of the girls name did not go over Ash's head as his face flushed and May just coyly smiled in mirth.

"Hey! Why am I the one being verbally assaulted right now?" Drew exasperatedly cried. The mentioning of Melody seemingly flying over his head. Though, he hadn't really known about her until their break up with Ash in Sophomore year.

"Cause you make it so easy," May taunted, feeling quite satisfied as Drew's face started to slowly begin twitching in furry.

"Yeah, and like you're little miss perfect!" Drew snapped back, anger sprawled over his face in a squiggly line of aggitaion.

"You can't even go five minutes without insulting somebody!" And so the bickering commenced once again. The storm brewing in between the two teens wasn't relenting any time soon. The cackling of lightning flowing after each insult.

It was at this point Ash was seriously beginning to question getting some new friends; preferably a pair that argued less.

Misty let a wistful sigh entangle into the invigorating air of her dorm. The room, for the moments notice, was being ventilated with frosty air as the last waves of summer heat rolled over the remnants of September. The temperatures outside currently at the mercy of the sun, and Misty relished in the fact the fall weather was being kept at bay. Though, as much love she had for the extravagant colours that were put on displayed during the fall. Nothing could rival the leisures that a sun-drenched season provided.

Which, is why the Alpha leader had found herself abandoning the hefty stack of papers that were towering upon her desk. The daunting homework loomed over her in an aggravating nagging. That was bound to shave a couple of hours out of her weekend (even though Misty suspected that it was more likely going to be held off due to her chronic procrastination).

So, in despite of herself, Misty figured sacrificing this one Friday of the possibility to be catching up on Professor Ivy's lecture wouldn't kill her. Recreational time was rare in her actively engrossing life, and that's why Misty kept catching herself zoning out into the sun-kissed window of her dorm. From her vintage point, Misty could clearly make-out the woodland that acted almost like a backdrop one would see on the pamphlet of some get-away resort. Though, her view was contrastingly different from the rest of the campus grounds due to the highschool being located in a suburban city.

Actually, now that Misty was taking a closer look, she could almost see...

"Hello Misty!!!" A quite pleased Dawn abruptly announced, pulling Misty's spanning attention away from the glass window. Misty knew giving Dawn the spare key would cost her.

"You'll never guess what happened in AP Bio today!" Dawn beamed, cascading through Misty's dorm with enough enthusiam to lead a pep rally, which are tempts of fate that Dawn has completed and semi conquered.

The stomach flu was evidently no match for Dawn and her will power. The sickening virus didn't stop her from leading the football team to victory during the last competition. Though, it may have numbed her ques of judgement when Dawn guzzled down about half the damn bottle of Misty's Dayquill. She even ended up throwing up in one of the players helmets during the celebratory bus ride home. It was Paul's as Dawn would find humiliatingly out later that week. Best days of Misty's life.

Misty enlighteningly took a shot in the dark as to the uplift of Dawn mood.

"Hmmm let me guess... Kenney asked you out?"

Misty had hit the bullseye.

"How did you know?" Dawn pouted. The delight of her surprise being sucked away thanks to her all too calculating, and cunning best friend.

"Well it was either that, or you finally came to your senses and asked Paul out to the ceremonial conclusion of the sports festival," Misty half teased. Her comment bordering over the word of a truth and a joke. The Alpha had always discreetly rooted for the purple haired instigator. His relationship between himself and Dawn, albeit rocky, was a pure one nonetheless or, better than the one she had with Kenny.

"Pssh, Paul!? Kenney is better than Paul, hands down!"

"Oh, really? Then what makes Barry any better?" Misty counter argued. Referring to Dawn's prior obsession to the eccentric boy that used to be glued to her hip since 6th grade.

Dawn's reciprocal romantic antics with the boy were short livid to say the least. Eventually, Dawn decided to maintain the awkward friendship with the guy. It was for the best, Dawn consistently assured Misty. Though, Misty was quite skeptical if that message was for her, or Dawn.

Not like any of that mattered anymore, Barry had begun initiating an extravagant displayment of affectionate for Giselle about a week ago.

"Well..," Dawn stammered, examining Misty's abandoned magazine collection that was evidently thrown in an askewed fashion.

"Barry was, well you know... Barry"

"Hmmm, very convincing." Misty hummed.

"Well, I don't see you hooking up with Gary anytime soon," Dawn interjected. Tossing 'Coordinator Monthly,' back onto the coffee table, only to pick up a more engrossing article of 'Poké Chic.'

"Ha, Gary? Not likely," Misty dramatically huffed in retaliation.

"You can keep telling yourself that until the cows come home, but we both know Gary is gonna sweep you off your feet one of these days." Dawn smirked.

"Yeah, and on that same day, I'll join my bimbo sister's international photo shoot," Misty mocked, rolling her eyes at the contemolation of such a ridiculous stunt.

"Hey, I'll hold you to that."

"Whatever, DeeDee."

Dawn scowled in Misty's direction until a ping from Misty's phone alerted the two Alphas.

Misty stretched to her left and begrudgingly picked up the electronic device. Muscle memory kicking in, she opened her inbox and was greeted with a message from Ursula.

"Hey, Dawn, you down for a party tonight? Ursula's. Nine o'clock." Misty inquired, peering over the screen of her phone in a questioning glance at the bluenette.

"Whose gonna be there?" Dawn probed, settling down on the couch adjacent to Misty. The later began swiftly typing away.

"The football, cheerleading-" Dawn beamed a little "--track, wrestling, and swim teams. A couple of rich kids from the other campus will be there to. Says here that there's a plus one invitation."

"Alright, I say we should go!"

"I could have gave you that answer two minutes ago," Misty proclaimed with self-assurance. A passing pause of tranquility over took the dorm until Dawn wondered aloud.

"Do you think Paul will show?" And as soon as the words spilled out of her mouth, Dawn rued the remark. Misty's smirk said it all.

"Aha!" Misty pounced, a celebratory accusing finger pointed towards Dawn.

"I'm just saying...," Dawn's spech slowed as she weakly tried to justify her appalling question and hesitated before continuing. She was entering a treterous path of words, "He always brings, some sort of amusement when he comes to parties." Dawn reluctantly conceded. Not missing the smirk plastered on Misty's face.

An abrupt knock sounded from the door, and the smirk on Misty's face only broadened. A certain imperturbable football player was most certainly on the other side of the door.

Dawn inwardly groaned.

Sauntering towards the door in practically a gallop, Misty dramatized the opening if the door. Dawn wanted to crawl into a hole before Misty could make a fool of her.

However, the roles were instantaneously reversed. Dawn sent a leer in Misty's direction that slid right past her and could have smacked the boy on the other side of the door square in the face. Which, would lead to him sprawling onto the floor to join Misty's cerulean marbles that almost popped out of her head. This was not Paul, and Misty most certainly was not expecting company.

"ASH!?"

Ash stood on the opposite side of the door, feet implanted to the floor and a sheepish grin remained plastered to his face as he fumbled to stand upright. Hesitantly, he withdrew the hand entangled in his Raven locks, which didn't cover the evidence of his nerves as his hair reflected an unkempt mess (no doubt from a hand combing through it one to many times).

"Ahem, uh, hiya Misty." He had to restrain from visibly cringing at his own awkwardness.

Meanwhile, a certain bluenette mustered a few shrieks of laughter in the background, if only at her best friends expense, as amusement glinted in the Alpha's midnight blue eyes.

"Would you please excuse me for just one second?" Misty politely mustered, and before Ash's answer could come, he was met with the slam of a door.

"Uhhh, sure no problem..." Ash shifted the weight between his feet as he attempted to listen in to try scrutinizing what could possibly be going on.

Though, a few pitches of squeals later, followed by a yelp and a muffled door slam was the only sounds Ash could decipher. Then, moments later, a disheveled Misty cracked the door open once again. A noticeable lack of Dawn anyone near the perimeter of the dorm-room living-room was evident. Though, Ash could swear he heard faint knocking and scratching sounds coming from the interior of the dorm's closet and Ash didn't dare persue the noise.

"I'm sorry about that, just had to get rid of a pest. Do you want to step inside?" Misty pleasantly invited the Omega. Charming gestures that were normally never offered to Ash, and though tempting, he politely declined.

"Uh, thanks for the offer, but um, I don't want to intrude, and I have somewhere to be and-" Ash rambled until Misty assured him it was alright.

"So, what did you stop by for?"

"Oh, uh, I just wanted to make sure you were OK. You know, after the whole cafeteria incident, which I truly apologize for. Though, that's not the only reason why I came.."

Ash could practically hear his heart beat... Was this speed normal? Swallowing thickly he continued stammering on, "I was also hoping for a um, favor?"

Misty cocked up an inquisitive eyebrow in Ash's direction. It wasn't everyday that a cute Omega came blundering to her door step looking for a favor... Wait cute? Did she just think he was cute? Surely her mind was mistaken.

"Alright, ask away." Misty was quite curious.

"So, um, you know how Ursula is hosting a party tonight?" Ash was sweating bullets. Fortunately, the Alpha seemed to focus more on the fact that if she tilted her head to the left just a little bit, Ash could almost be slightly, kind of attractive afterall. Shame the face was on an Omega though.

She was more intrigued than ever. "Yes?"

Ash couldn't believe May talked him into this.

Approximately 1 hour prior.

"And you're head resembles a bush! A bush!" May's last outcry sent Ash over the edge, and before Drew could criticize the Omega on her questionable fashion choices, Ash took it upon himself to end the argument before May could whip out her pepper spray.

"Guys, that's enough!" Ash relinquished, slamming his hand against the wall, the sound rippling in the room as the shelves rattled. The arguing pair finally turned their gazes towards the frustrated teen, their argument coming to a screeching hualt.

"You know what? Why don't we all do something tonight?" Ash proposed thoughtfully. Honestly, just trying to fabricate a diversion for his bickering friends.

Suddenly, a cheshire grin began to spread along May's porcelain features, though her contemplations were anything but ladylike.

"You know," May commented. "I heard from the grape vine that there's supposedly going to be a huge Alpha party being thrown at Ursula's house tonight. Whose to say that a couple of Omegas couldn't crash it?"

"May, remember when I said you were crazy? My statement still stands." Drew responded, reciprocating May's conceited smirk.

"Say all you want grasshead, but I think crashing an Alpha party would be a great way to kick start our last festival." May earned herself a glare from Drew, but dismissed it, kicking up her feet in a more comfortable posture.

"OK, OK fine. Let's to say we were to entertain one of your crazy schemes." Drewspoke, hypothetically of course.

"How do you propose we even get into the party? Waltz in through the front door?"

"Of course not, bush-head." May snapped, Drew glowered.

"I also heard it was a bring one, get the second one free. We simply just need to be invited."

"Oh, yeah that's a real piece of cake." Ash finally piped up, rolling his eyes. The gesture unnoticed, or ignored, by May.

"Well... I know someone who has gotten quite friendly with the pack leader herself." May, not too subtlety, insinuated.

"Oh, no, no May you're insane. I literally talked to her maybe twice, and one of those times she was covered in my lunch!"

May's grin didn't even fualter.

"I'm going to talk to Misty against my will, aren't I," Ash wondered aloud. Only Drew acknowledging the comment as he spoke,"yeah... You guys can just leave me out of it"

Back in the present...

Ash was seriously wondering what was wrong with him.

"Well, I was hoping you wouldn't mind doing a friend of mine a favor. She wanted to know if you could allow myself and her to get into that party." Ash gulped, the lump in his throat swelled as he prepared himself for the let down, though it would probably do him a favor..

Misty's face began contorting into a sly grin.Surely she could have a little fun. She didn't like Ursula all that much anyways.

"Well, Ursula did say the invite was plus one for each person... You know what? What the heck, she's loaded anyways, sure you and your friend can come. Though, you didn't hear this from me, got it?"

Ash smirked, "hear what?"

"Absolutely nothing, Omega. Maybe... I'll see you around?"

"It would be my pleasure," Ash laughed, bowing jokingly. "I shall abid you a due."

Misty giggled and shook her head, shutting the door softly behind her and letting out the breath she didn't realize she was holding.

Once Misty knew the coast was clear, she hesitantly approached her broom closet. Dawn sat expectantly, arms folded as she was perchered on one of the buckets that were sprawled over the closet's floor, along with some mops, and her grin was shinning.

"So an Omega, huh?"

"Shut up," Misty sneered, pivoting 180 as she darted away from the bluenette.

Dawn remained in the broom closet, howling in laughter as she fell off the metal bucket in her histaria.

"We're here," Ash murmured as he put the gear shift into park. Releasing his foot off the break, glimpding over at the mansion. Silhouettes lining the brightened windows as sounds of music pounded into the air.

"Well, let's get our Alpha party on!" May exhilarated, unbuckling her seatbelt on the passenger's side. The frosty air of the night embellishing her entirely once she slammed the car door shut.

"Yeah, go us," Ash retorted pathetically, pumping an unenthusiastic fist into the air as he began trailing May's advancing form towards the practical castle that stood dauntingly on top of the hill.

'No wonder this girl is an Alpha,' Ash thought sarcastically. Ash, despite his hyperactive personality, wouldn't consider himself a party type of guy. Well, at least, not at these types of parties.

"May, why did you even want to go to this? I thought you despised Alphas and their petty parties," Ash asked with skepticalism threaded in his tone.

"Because, what better way to get under their skin then by crashing a party? Besides, two Omegas getting into Ursula's mansion? We'll practically be legends," May glamorized as two teens closed the distance between themselves and the daunting entrance of Ursula's "home".

Ash smirked at May's flaw in character, "I thought you didnt care what others thought?"

"Hey, we're in our senior year. I want to go out in a bang," was the brunettes only reply, and by then, it was too late for Ash to retreat back to his car. The entrance to the house was held openly as Alphas staggered in and out of the house, alcohol wracking their bodies of cognitive thought.

"This is gonna be good," was May's last words before she disappeared into the florecent lighting, Ash not far behind.

"Do you really think he'll show up?" Misty inquired to her best friend as she lazily perched herself on top of one of the banisters.

"I mean, he seemed real interested," the girl mused back in response, her eyes lazily trailing the marble floors below for the uptenth time, looking for the mystery Omegas. "Although, you seem to be real interested in something alright, and I'm not talking about this party," Dawn simpered.

"Hey, you can't accuse me of anything. Besides, Ursula has had this coming. I mean, letting anyone waltz into your house? Risky move if you ask me. Besides, watching her get riled up is never a bad thing," the pack leader reasoned, Dawn humming in response.

"That's true, I mean, you've always hated her to begin with."

"Hate's a strong word, more like, strongly dislike," Misty huffed defensively, not enjoying the accusations being thrown at her.

"Yeah, just like I'm sure you 'strongly disliked' when she took that photo of you and Gary in that janitor's closet and posted it all over her blog page," Dawn mocked, watching as Misty shuttered at the memory.

"Well, she made it seem like we were doing something in that closet, when we certainly were not!" Misty fumed with disgust at the mere thought of.. doing anything with the distasteful and flirtatious Alpha. "Gary tricked me into going in there when we were on clean up duty."

"Yeah, yeah," Dawn waved off dismissively, grin set mischievously on her face. However, as Dawn continued scanning the house, a spiky haired brunette sauntered up to a couple of girls at the punch bar.

"Speak of the devil," Misty hissed in distain, eyes narrowing as if they could harm the Alpha in anyway. The pack leader watched as Gary took a swing of the fruity alcohol drink, downing an entire cup full. A few Alphas that Misty semi recognized as being daughters of coperal heirs couldn't seem to unstick their gazes from Gary's repulsively handsome face. Misty was beyond appalled by the sight.

"I bet you Gary is going to challenge Paul to another race like last time," Dawn snickered to herself.

"Oh yeah, I remember that," Misty snorted.

"Gary won, but not before throwing up at the finish line because he was drunk off his ass."

"Speaking of which, where is Paul?" Dawn murmmured to herself, her eyes looking for a glimmer of purple hair.

"Miss me?" A gruff voice responded, succeedingly startling the Alpha as she spun around only to face the simmering Alpha. Once regaining herself Dawn replied, "Nope."

"Yeah, sure," was the males only comeback before dipping his head in acknowledgement to Misty who smiled in return.

"So, what are you guys doing up here anyways?" Paul inquired, tilting his gaze twoards Dawn incredulously.

"We're just looking for a couple of Omegas," Dawn tittered, her eyes falling on Misty. Paul raised an eyebrow.

"Remember that Omega who crashed into me during lunch? He asked for a favor to come here," she replied hesitantly, using her peripheral vision, Misty continued the search for the formentioned Omegas.

"This is to get back at Ursula, isn't it?" Paul stated. Misty's nutorious temper flared, "She had this coming."

"Right..." was the purple haired Alphas only response as he took a look past the banister himsf, sweeping his inspection over the room below, his sight caught a brunette girl in ripped jean shorts and a red halter top snicker at the boy he presumed to be the one Misty was looking for. Said Omega attempting poorly to spit out the contents of his red cup. Paul gestureed to the scene, "are they who you guys have been stalking for?"

Misty nearly fell off the banister, leaning practically half of her body weight off the side of the railing, "where!?"

Paul lifted his hand to hesture twoards the left side of the bottom of the stair case, Misty took notice immideately, jumping off the banister eloquently before racing down the slabs of marble.

"She's totally infatuated," Dawn giggled, before racing after the girl. Paul layed back before turning twoards one of his football teamates, deciding it was best not to interfere.

Ash gagged once again, the sting of tequila still on the tip of his tongue.

"Woah, thats so strong!" Ash coughed again, staring at his beverage in disgust, since when did they make alcaholic drinks so strong? May continued laughing at his mistake.

"Well, I would think whatever they are serving here is stronger than that beer we found in your mom's celler," May teased. Taking the cup from Ash's hand and disposing it onto one of the glass tables lining the interior of the room.

Just as Ash was about to make a sarcastic remark on the hideous rug they were standing on, he felt a jerk on his right shoulder. Wiping his head around, that was when Ash's nose was bambarded by the smell of lavender.