The rest of the week had passed by pretty much as Matthew had expected. A constant stream of teasing and bullying following him everywhere he went. Despite it all, not once did he see more then a glance here or there of Alfred, the troublesome Omega that had gotten him into this mess. It almost seemed like he was avoiding him. Mild mannered or not, it kind of pissed the Canadian off... but not enough to actually do anything about it. Besides, it wasn't like he had any real reason to expect Alfred to pay him any mind. After all, no one else did... well, they did now, but that was only to taunt and tease him, so that didn't really count.

Thankfully, it was finally Friday and the lowly Alpha was looking forward to escaping the hell hole known as High School now that he was free to go home and enjoy a very much needed few days off, but nothing ever seemed to go his way. Out of seemingly nowhere, a group of Alphas rounded the corner and, seeing Gilbert at the front of the pack, Matthew sighed, knowing what was going to happen.

"No Omegas around to protect you today?" Gilbert said snidely as he shoved the other Alpha back against the lockers. It was the same comment he had made every time he had managed to cornered Matthew this past week, but his his cronies laughed from behind him as if he had said or done something smart or witty anyway. Having dealt with it enough times already, Matt lowered his eyes and didn't bother fighting, knowing that it would just give them a reason to bully him more. Not getting a responds, the group, as expected, grew bored quickly, and having better things to do, Gilbert snorted and grabbed his victim by the front of his shirt. "You're not worth my time."

One of the albino's followers already had the locker open and ready, and the Canadian soon found himself inside it's tight confines, easily hearing their laughter slowly fade from the other side of the thin metal door as they went off to enjoy their weekend, leaving the weaker Alpha behind for the janitor to find whenever he happened to show up. If he was lucky, maybe a sympathetic Omega or Beta might wonder by and free him, but since he had taken a rarely used hallway in hopes of avoiding people, Matthew knew he could be in for a long wait.

Breathing loudly inside the narrow locker, Matthew felt like screaming. His life had been tough enough since he had hit puberty and discovered that he was an Alpha, not an Omega like previously assumed due to his gentle nature, but never before had he been tormented so much! It made the teenager just want to hit something in his frustration, and thanks to a week worth of teasing, taunting, and beatings, that was exactly what he did.

Screaming as loudly as he could, Matthew kicked, punched, and thrashed against the metal walls that trapped him, letting out his hurt and anger at the situation he was caught up in, and continued until he was out of breath, only to then scream some more as soon as he was able. This whole thing -his whole life - was just so messed up!

The Alpha continued to let out the built up negative emotions, yelling, and swearing, and throwing what he would have typically consider an immature temper tantrum, until the door that he was pressed up against was opened, and with the support he was leaning against suddenly removed from behind him, Matt tumbled out backwards, right onto his savior.

Alfred let out startled yelp when the unexpected weight of a person came crashing down onto him, following it up with a few very un-Omega like curses, he then struggled to quickly untangle their limbs and crawl out from under the awkward Alpha, scurrying away to stand up a couple of yards away from the man. A little dazed from the sudden drop, Matthew finally managed to flip himself over, into a kneeling position, and for the second time that week found himself looking up at the Omega that had saved him. A part of him thrilled over the fact that Alfred had showed up to help him again, and it wasn't just because the other teen had let him out of that cramped locker, but then he remembered that Al saving him was what had gotten him into this whole mess to begin with, and the warm feeling faded into misplaced anger as his earlier despair with his situation returned.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Matthew snapped, glaring up through his bangs and unwittingly taking his current frustration out on the Omega, like Alphas were prone to do. Alfred frowned in return, and crossed his arms over his chest instead of backing down like one of his kind normally would. "Well, you're fucking welcome. Next time I'll leave you in there, you ungrateful ass." Al shot back, warily watching the disgruntled Alpha from a safe distance, ready to fight if it looked like it would be needed, since Alphas did not typically take well to an Omega giving them lip, but once again, this particular Alpha surprised him and didn't retaliating to his own challenging tone. Instead, the aggressive smell slowly faded, shifting into an equally unpleasant, but far less threatening, odor of depression. Looking down at the teen, Alfred could see the wet trails of tears decorating Matt's face, and he felt his own anger fade as well. Alpha scent or not, the guy looked like an Omega, down their on the ground crying like that. It made it hard to stay annoyed with him.

Not sure if offering to help the other up would make things better or worse, Alfred just stood back and waited. After a few minutes of staring at the floor in silence, Matthew finally spoke. "Why are you even here?" he asked, exasperated. "Don't you know that it was your help last time that got me into this mess? Why are you doing this? Is it because you think I'm so pathetic that I need help from an Omega? " Matt asked bitterly, glaring down at the floor as he wringed his hands together before him.

Not liking his attitude, especially considering he had just helped him, Al resisted the urge to hit the Alpha upside the head, like he would have done to most people who acted like him being an Omega made him weak or something, but, running his hand through his sandy blond hair, he reminded himself that this guy had had a tough week and bit his tongue, trying to hold back his temper.

Normally Alfred just said whatever was on his mind, but for once the Omega took a moment to actually think about what to say, since emotional support and stuff wasn't the type of thing he normally dealt, especially not the emotions of an Alpha, since he typically only interacted with other Omegas and Betas.

"Look." He finally said with a heavy sigh. "If I had realized that you were an Alpha, I wouldn't have stepped in, alright? I really don't want nothin' to do with you guys' dick measuring contests. Not unless I'm there to win it, anyway." Al snorted. "I mean, I was making it a point to stay away from you so no one would mess with ya just because I happen to be around, and I was gonna let you be all Alpha and just deal with this shit on your own, but you were freakin' out, so I couldn't just gonna leave you locked in there. 'Sides, no one was around to see me help you anyway."

Though his eyes remained focused on the floor, the scowl faded from Matthew's lips and he let out another soft sigh of self pity. He guess he really was just a pathetic Alpha who needed an Omega to save him.

Said Omega stared down at the sulking Alpha for what felt like a very long time, waiting for him to say something, make a move to get up off the ground, anything really, before finally dropping his shoulder in defeat and rolling his sky blue eyes as he let out a dramatically loud sigh. "Oh my god... would you knock it off already! I never thought I'd actually suggest this to someone, but act like a fucking Alpha!" Alfred huffed, throwing his hands up in frustration, and catching Matt's attention.

"Oh, like it's that easy! As if I haven't been trying to do just that for years!" Matthew snapped back, still on edge from a rather nerve wrecking week, and glared at the omega, instinctively not liking his forceful tone. Al frown, not liking being snapped at, but he had just told the guy to man up and act like an Alpha so...

"Well, ya gotta do somethin', or else you're just gonna spend the rest of your life dealing with stuff like this. You know that, right?" Al said, trying to sound reasonable. Even if he didn't like dealing with Alphas, this guy obviously needed some help, and the hero in Alfred insisted that he try.

While Matthew did not reply aloud to the comment, his expression of defeat made it clear that he understood that, and that he had pretty much already accepted such a hopeless future, and that made Alfred's gut clench. No one should have to make that face.

Never one to stay still for long, Alfred paced back and forth as he thought about what he should do. Alpha's were all about putting up a good front and saving face, so knowing that, he knew he couldn't fight to defend him without making things worse. Well, if Al couldn't help personally, he'd just have to teach this guy how to help himself . "Fine. I can't believe I'm gonna do this, since there's already enough scummy Alpha's around this school... " The Omega paused his pacing to look down at the other teen. "... but if you can't figure out how to act like a real Alpha and not get your ass kicked all the time, then I'll just have to teach you."

"...What?" Matt asked after a long moment, not sure if he heard Alfred correctly. Did an Omega really just offer to teach him how to act like an Alpha? It sounded so ridiculous that he almost thought it was some cruel joke to make fun of him, but the serious look upon Al's face said other wise. "Wait, you're serious!?" The Alphas gasped in disbelief, and the Omega nodded firmly.

"Fuck yeah, I'm serious! I'm gonna teach you how to fight, buff up, stare someone down, pick up Omegas, and all that junk! By the time I'm done with ya, you'll be top dog at this school. Well, under me, of course." Alfred smirked and held out a hand, offering to help Matthew up. "So, you up for it? Or would you rather spend the rest of your year all cozy in one of these lockers, hm?" Al grinned again, the corner of his lips cocked in amusement, not missing the irony of the situation. An Omega who disliked Alphas, teaching an Alpha how to act like the very thing he hated. Yeah, that was kinda funny, in a demented sort of way.

Matthew also saw the irony in the situation, but, feeling like the butt of this particular joke, it didn't seem as funny to him. Still, his life was currently hell and it didn't look like it was going to get better any time soon, so what did he have to lose? Lifting his arm, he took Alfred's offered hand. "... Okay."