AN: Oh look another chapter. So once again, this a shameless plug for my tumblr account. I will try and start updating daily, this social media thing is killing me. Way to much Mr. Robot.
Of all the days for her to enter heat, today had to be the worst. Being the new transfer was hard enough, but going into heat when she didn't know anyone, where she wasn't friends with any omegas who were claimed, was a nightmare. It made it open season on her, and even though her parents had offered to let her stay at home until she was no longer in heat, she had idiotically decided that she was going to go to school. She didn't want to be the weird kid who showed up to school late. She wanted to be annoyed with her parents for transferring her into McKinley during her senior year, but her father had been transferred and there was nothing that she could do. So she sucked it up and came to school. Worst decision ever.
She ignored the stares by various alphas as she turned down the hall. Some were so juvenile they couldn't even avoid an erection at the smell of her. Idiots. No thank you, she shook her head in annoyance and checked her schedule for her next class. She did not need or want some alpha in her life messing with everything she had worked for. She was more than some baby making factory or personal assistant, even if she didn't know exactly what she wanted to do with her life it was a hell of a lot more than being at some alpha's beck and call. Alphas should figure out how to make themselves happy, not wait around for an omega to take care of them. Or at the very least grow up, it was common knowledge that they were ruled by their base desires until they mated.
She glanced down at her schedule to remind herself where she was going next. English, that was by the labs. She vaguely remembered it from her tour of the building that the principal had given her and turns left. All she really had to do was follow the stench of chemicals and she'd find it. Hopefully. The school wasn't that bad, sure omegas and alphas were separated but that was only because alphas who hadn't mated yet had a hard time controlling themselves around omegas who were in heat. While her old school had integrated alphas and omegas, most schools in rural areas kept them separate because they didn't have enough staff to keep the alphas in line.
She turned and went down the stairs, frowning when she realized that she was getting further from the chemical smell. She wrinkled her nose in disgust as the smell of teenaged boys wafted toward her nose. This wasn't good and she quickly stopped to reassess her current spot in the was a complex wave of scents and the smell of teenaged boys was getting closer. She sighs maybe she could ask for help. Sure alphas were a pain in the ass, but she was just asking for directions.
"Hey gorgeous," A tall lanky boy lumbered toward her. She noticed a few other alphas lining the hallway behind him, effectively cutting off her means of escape. Damn it. Where were the damn omegas in this school?
"Look, Gigantor, I'm just heading to class. Where's the English department?" She pressed.
Finn narrowed his eyes and tried to ignore the stifled chuckles behind him. He was still reeling from his omega mating with that stupid Fabray. She was supposed to be his, and now this new omega thought she could deny him too? He smiled winningly, "Why would you want to do that? I'm here. You're here, we could go find a quiet room and I could take care of that for you." He suggested charmingly.
Santana rolled her eyes. While he probably intended to be charming, his smile looked more like a grimace than anything. Despite the throbbing between her thighs, she wasn't about to join anyone for a quick fuck, let alone someone who smelled like pizza and sweaty socks. "Thanks, but I can manage on my own."
Finn frowned when there was a bit more laughter from the guys, she wasn't claimed which meant that she couldn't just say no. "Look being my mate comes with perks. No one will mess with you, I'll take good care of you—"
Santana frowned, and tilted her head to look at the other guys that looked highly amused by the whole thing. "Can any of you point me to the English department?" She asked.
"You're going the wrong way, head back up the stairs, go back down the hallway till you get to the art classroom then take then take a right turn. It's right beside the chemistry lab." One of the alpha's spoke up. "Come on Finn it's obvious she's not interested and we've got to get to class. You heard Coach Beiste, if we end up missing class the whole team is in deep shit."
Finn frowned at this and reached forward to grab Santana's wrist holding her in place, ignoring her attempts to pull free. "You sure I can't take care of that for you—" he's cut off by the slap across the face.
"Let go of me," his grip is tight and she knows it's going to make a bruise but she wasn't going to deal with this bullshit anymore. "I said no, I don't want to be with a slob like you. You'll make me look bad, and what's more important I don't want to smell like day-old pizza and dirty gym socks. When was the last time you showered?" Santana snaps as she attempts to pull her wrist out of his grip.
Finn ground his teeth angrily, accidentally gripping Santana's wrist tighter in the process. He was the captain of the football team. She would be lucky to be with him. "You think you can talk to me like that and—"
Santana has had enough. She brings up her knee, catching him in the groin which frees her instantly from his grasp. He falls to his knees, his various buddies watching in shock and she smirks at the sight. "Quick word of warning? When an omega says no, we mean no. So leave me the fuck alone." She pushed past the line of alphas and made her way toward the classroom. Anyone who said she needed an alpha was an idiot.
Santana grimaced at the smell of the cafeteria. Was it too late for her to insist she be home schooled? She watched as most of the students accepted some weird sludgy mystery meat. Gross. "I'll have the salad." She spoke mostly to herself, taking a bowl onto her tray and pressing through the line.
She sits alone. It should bother her, and it definitely would have at her old school, but she doesn't have it in her to care. Most of the unclaimed omegas sit together in the corner of the room, away from the attention of the other alphas. Some mated alphas and omegas sit together, so lost in each other's presence that it's almost sickening. She picks at her salad, it was going to be a long year, but then she was going to be free.
She's about to eat into her salad, or what passes as a salad in Lima, Ohio when someone's scent hits her, the smell of bacon and cinnamon buns. It's a weird combination but right now it smells absolutely delightful and she looks around but then shakes her head. She doesn't have time to deal with someone who smells like baked goods. She opens her backpack and pulls out Pride and Prejudice and flips open the book. She hated the book already but it was required reading, and if she attempted to read it at home she would never get it done.
"There you are. I've been looking all over for you."
Santana looks up at the blonde alpha who sits across from her a brown paper bag in her hands. She eyes the bag curiously and then looks back into the hazel eyes that were studying her. Well that certainly explained the smell of bacon and baked goods. "Can I help you?" she asks frowning, she wasn't in the mood to smack another alpha she was going to get a reputation.
The blonde pushes the brown paper bag towards her, those hazel eyes watching every move that she made. "Eat."
She blinked and stared at the brown paper bag for a moment and reached for it, not quite sure why she was doing what this alpha was ordering her to do. But she opens the bag and pulls out the ziploc bag filled with cookies. There was also a sandwich wrapped in saran wrap and she slowly unwraps it and takes a bite. It's delicious, almost heavenly, and there is a surge through her of an emotion she's never felt before. Almost pride? Something like satisfaction? She shakes her head, trying to clear the mess from her mind. "Who are you?" She asks, taking another bite.
The alpha nods, apparently satisfied with Santana's obedience. "It's good?" She ignores the question for the moment to focus on the important things. She feels a drive and a protective instinct that she's never experienced before.
Santana nods, her eyes narrowing even as she takes another bite. "Yeah, but you still have to tell me your name."
"Charlie." The alpha finally explains and it's almost like she's tripping over her own words to explain. "I'm Charlie. Charlie Fabray. I'm your mate."
That makes Santana put down the sandwich. As heavenly as it had been, nothing is worth some stupid alpha thinking they would mate with her. She didn't want a mate and she was perfectly happy with things just the way they were. "Come again?" She asks.
"I'm your mate." Charlie declares, saying it a second time because it was just so right. It was like everything in her life had led to this moment, everything suddenly clicking into place. Santana was hers.
"Yeah, that's not going to happen." Santana slides the sandwich back to Charlie.
Charlie's brow furrows and for a second Santana expects her to explode like the other alpha did in the hall today, even though something inside her knows that Charlie won't. "Why not?" The blonde asks instead.
"Because I'm not interested." Santana explained slowly, idly itching at her wrist. What was so hard to understand about that? She didn't want an alpha. Plain and simple.
Charlie narrowed her eyes at the darkish circles on her mate's wrist. "Who did that to you?" She growls. She'll kill them. It was almost certainly left by another alpha and the thought made Charlie sick. They had touched her mate, and they'd be lucky if they could find their dick in a plastic bag when she was through with them.
Santana followed the alpha's gaze toward her wrist and shrugged. "Doesn't matter, I took care of it." She nearly falls off her seat when Charlie leans in and inhales deeply. "What are you—"
"Finn." Charlie hisses, she understands the hesitation. She hadn't been there to protect her. She pushes the food back to Santana. "Eat, I'll take care of it."
Santana frowns ever so slightly. She may be an alpha but the guy was bigger than her. It wasn't a fair fight. "I already took—"
"Eat," Charlie repeats getting up and tilting her head towards where the other football players sat. She immediately moved towards them, those that caught sight of her immediately scrambled away as she walked up to Finn. She tapped him on the shoulder and waited until he turned around before slamming her fist hard into his face. He crumpled and Santana could swear that she saw a few teeth fly from his mouth. Charlie doesn't hesitate to grab him and by his shirt, not caring that it rips under her hand as she practically drags the dead weight back to Santana. She dumps his body in front of the table at her feet.
Santana eyes Finn, and she looks back at Charlie keeping her face as neutral as possible, despite the ache between her thighs—which was quickly becoming unbearable in Charlie's presence. She had handled him quickly and effectively, honestly it was sort of hot. "I told you that I already took care of him."
Charlie tilts her head and a slow grin crosses her face, it was Finn she was certain there was some omegas that could take him out. So she was pleased that her mate wasn't weak. "Good, I helped." She nudges him with her foot and crinkles her nose. He smelled awful. She hadn't completely thought this through. She shoves him away with her foot and moves to get closer to Santana. "I'll bring you lunch every day," Charlie informs her.
Santana flicks her eyes down at the sandwich, it really was delicious and the cookies smelled divine but she wasn't going to allow Charlie to put strings on her. "No. That's fine, I didn't know the food was so bad here. I'll start bringing my own lunch. I'm not interested in being your omega."
"Why?" Charlie questions, confused by this response. She had shown how strong she was, well not really. It was just Finn. Maybe she had done something to offend her mate.
Santana groaned inwardly, what was with this school. She takes the cookies that Charlie had given to her and puts them in the front of her backpack. "Does it matter? I'm not interested in being your mate. Now if you'll excuse me I need to start reading this book in peace." She gets up, she certainly wasn't going to mate with someone who could be bothered to learn her name. She looks at the blonde for a moment and pinches the bridge of her nose. "Thank you for lunch, maybe I'll see you around." Santana said before turning around and walking off. She starts slowly but when Charlie makes no move to come after her she relaxes. It was a nice enough day outside, she would read on one of the benches.
Charlie watches her mate leave just as she feels the presence of Quinn and Rachel, they smell like they just had a quick romp in the janitor's closet and she crinkles her nose in disgust. She turns and snatches Quinn's lunch bag from her. "Share with Rachel."
Quinn immediately moves to grab her lunch back and put Charlie through a table when Rachel touches her her arm and smiles. "You know your mother always packs far too much anyway," Rachel said, the last things he needed was for Quinn to get a detention, the closet hadn't been enough and she craved to feel Quinn inside her again.
Quinn frowned and grabbed half of her damn sandwhich and her bag of cookies back from Charlie before smacking her hard upside the head. "So who was that?" Quinn asked taking a bite out of her cookie as she moved to sit beside Rachel.
"My mate," Charlie informs her as if it was obvious and Quinn begins to cough.
"Wait, what?" She demanded, turning to see if she could get a better glimpse of the woman that Charlie had chosen. She finally rests her eyes on Finn who is finally getting up and puts a protective arm around Rachel. "What's her name?" Quinn said finally turning back to Charlie, she would get the details about what happened to Finn later. She would also track down the person who had gotten it on video so she could watch it on a loop. Quinn eyes her twin, noting that her eyes have widened like she's forgotten something. "You forgot to ask didn't you?" Quinn says with a sigh.
"Oh that's Santana, she's the new transfer student I have her in my math class, she sits behind me." Rachel said brightly. "I didn't know that's who you were talking about—"
"Santana," Charlie repeats trying the name out, tuning Rachel out.. "Santana." A small pleased grin slips onto Charlie's face. It was a beautiful name for her omega now she just needed to figure out how to get her to agree to be her omega. She was strong, and she wanted that in her partner. Maybe she should just take out the entire football like she had taken out Finn. That would definitely reassure Santana that she was a capable alpha of protecting her.
AN: See you next time