"Shit!" Matthew exclaimed in surprised, cursing when his brain registered that it REALLY was Alfred in the hallway with him, and not some delusion caused by lack of sleep and the smell of pheromones that his body had been dealing with since last night. Alfred really was right there... right out where any Alpha could see, or more importantly, SMELL, him, and Matt dashed forward forward in a near panic. "Al! What are you doing?! You can't be here..." The teenager Alpha started, ready to rush the Omega away to safety...but then his his nose wrinkled as he picked up Al's scent.

Alfred smelt of chemicals.

Raising one eyebrow at the other teen's reaction, the young Omega chuckled, finding the look on his face amusing. "Took my suppressant right before I called ya, yesterday." He explained with the wide grinned that Matthew knew by this point meant that Alfred was fucking with him on purpose. Sometimes the Alpha really wanted to smack the guy.

"I thought I could, you know, get couple extra days off, so that I could stay home and play video games and crap, but Mom caught my scent, and as soon as she realized that I 'found' my pills, she sent me back to this glorious place..." Alfred shrugged.

"Oh." Matthew said, feeling a bit relieved that Alfred at least wasn't dumb enough to show up to school while in heat, though... for some reason, a tiny bit of Matthew felt disappointed. The Alpha quickly pushed that feeling aside.

Shifting the straps of his back pack on his shoulder, the sandy blond Omega motioned for Matthew to follow him. "Come on." He urged, just expecting the Alpha to obey, (which he reluctantly did,) and soon turned into a hardly used section of hallway. Following after him, with the Omega's scent from the night before still on his skin, it was hard for Matt to keep his eye's from wondering down Al's body as they walked. The leather jacket he wore hid hid upper body, but his tapered hips and nice ass were still in view...

"Lunch is almost over." Matthew pointed out, trying to change the direction his thoughts were going, and he heard Alfred snort.

"You're an Alpha, right? Learn to break the rules like the rest of them." He replied and Matthew frowned slightly. Considering that he WAS an Alpha, sometimes how Alfred always spoke so poorly about them got on his nerves.

"... Not all Alphas break the rules, you know." Matt said blandly.

Al was silently for a moment, obviously thinking over his reply, when he finally said, "Yeah, well... not all Alphas got an Omega that'll kick their butt if they don't hurry up, either." He stated, pausing briefly to make sure that no one else was around before opening the door that led up to the school's roof, and quickly making his way up the steps. "Besides, I haven't had a chance to eat lunch yet, and we still have to go over the next part of our plan, anyway. I mean, I was just gonna join you at the cafeteria and go over it there, but you were busy hanging out with those chump Alphas..."

"Alfred.. be nice." The Alpha interrupted. "Sure... a couple of them can be jerks, but a few of them are pretty okay people." Matthew voice went a little defensive. It was one thing to dislike someone because they did something to you, but it was rude to speak ill of someone for something that they couldn't help being.

That stopped the tough Omega mid-step, and he turned to glare down at the Alpha behind him before sighing and slumping his shoulders in defeat. "Yeah, yeah." Alfred waved his hand, blowing off the statement since he personally didn't believe it to be true, but didn't feel like arguing about the matter. After all, the whole point of all of this was to get Matt to fit in, so him hanging out with those dick wads was, technically, a step in the right direction...whether he liked it or not. He guessed it was kinda like one of those animal shows, where they raise the baby lion knowing perfectly well they were gonna set it free in the wild, to be a killer some day...

Walking out onto the damp roof, the Autumn air cool after the rain, Al led Matt over to a somewhat hidden corner, having spent enough time up there to know where he was least likely to get spotted. Taking off his fur trimmed leather coat, Alfred tossed it onto the ground to sit on, then unzipped and dug through his back pack to get his food.

Matt spared another glance back towards the door, knowing that his next class would be starting soon, but finally sighed and went over to join the other. Was there even a point in pretending that he wasn't just going to do what the Omega wanted anyway?

Sitting down across from him and ignoring how the rain water seeped through his jeans, the Canadian jumped a little, startled when an opened, plastic contained was suddenly pushed in his face.

"I made some brownies. Have one." Alfred said, shoving one of them into his own mouth (whole) to chew on noisily. Despite the other's poor manners, Matt accepted the offered sweet and reached forward to grab a chocolatey square, about to take a bite when he realized something.

Pulling the food away, the Alpha looked down at it with wide eyes, then back up at Alfred. "You made these?" He asked, feeling a bit surprised that Al had (could) baked. The startled jerk and bright red blush he received in reply answered his question.

"They're just instant, outta the box, brownies!" The omega defended, puffing his cheeks out into a cute pout and looking away in his embarrassment.

Matthew smiled, then took a bite. "They're good." He said politely, meaning it, even if they were just box brownies, and Al's cheeks went even redder at the comment.

"Whatever. Not like I care." Alfred snorted again, then quickly changed the subject. "ANYWAYS... how has your day been going?" He asked with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows. "I saw all kinds of pretty little Omega buzzing around you, like bees around the yummiest smelling flower in the field." Al teased as Matt looked away, a little embarrassed, then added, "So, which one do ya want?"

"Eh!?" The Alpha choked on his bite of brownie.

Al shrugged his shoulders, and brought out his sandwich now that his desert was done with. "Well... that was kinda the whole point to all of this, right? To hook you up with a couple of cute Omegas. Or a couple of okay looking ones, at least." He absently stated, as if it was obvious, then took a bite before continuing with his mouth full. "So, do you have anyone in mind? Whoever it is, we'll just set up a few 'chance' encounters that'll make you look good, and before you know it, it'll be the real thing everyone is smelling on ya, and not just some shirt I wore while jacking off."

Blushing at the carefree mention of masturbation, Matthew tried not to visualize it despite the faint scent that still lingering making it a little hard, especially after last night's thoughts and dreams.

Still, randomly hooking up with some Omega wasn't the goal the Alpha had in mind when he agreed to doing all of this. Sure, if he met someone who he thought might be the right person, Matt wouldn't mind getting together with them and falling in love, but the idea of just sleeping around to raise his popularity... Well, maybe he was old fashion, but it just didn't feel right to him.

"Look... Alfred..." Matt started, trying to figure out how to get Al to change his mind. Telling him what to wear and how to talk was one thing, but expecting him just to make out with someone he hardly knew was just asking too much. "I thought... I thought this wasn't about 'hooking me up'. I mean, I'm not being picked on and people are talking to me now... haven't we done enough?" He asked hesitantly, glancing down at the floor. Al just shrugged again.

"You're just the current hot topic." Alfred explained, point blank, and that comment got Matthew to look up. "I mean, you were a complete and utter nobody, a big loser, -"

"Gee, thanks." Matthew huffed softly.

"- and then suddenly, out of nowhere, you pulled a three-sixty! You're takin' different, dressin' different, and let's not forget the whole thing with Gilbert, so everyone's like, curious about what's up with you and stuff." Al told him, and took a second to lick his fingers clean before wiping his mouth on his sleeve. "As soon as the next big fight happens, or someone gets knocked up, you're gonna be old news buddy. We gotta build your reputation up some, while everyone's paying attention to ya, so that they don't remember how lame you were when you're no longer in the spot light."

Frowning, Matthew glance away, letting the new information sink in. Alfred frowned too, knowing that that look meant the Alpha had yet another abjection to his plan. "What is it this time?" He asked in exasperation, leaning back and propping himself up on his palms. "What problem could you possibly have with getting laid?"

With how bluntly the Omega put it, Matt felt a little silly having such sentimental feelings about sex, knowing that his views might be a little out of date, since much of the student body, especially the Alphas, were casual about it now a days, so he quickly looked for an excuse to get out of it.

"But... if I slept with someone, wouldn't they realize that I'm... " The Canadian Alpha paused, feeling a little put off at what he was about to say, considering Alfred's view on flings. "I'm inexperienced, and wouldn't that, maybe, give away, you know... the whole plan?" Matt stuttered slightly and looked away.

Al opened his mouth to argue, but quickly shut it and just stared at Matt for a moment. "Wait... you're saying you're against this because you think you might be so bad in bed that it'll be obvious that you're a virgin?" He asked bluntly, then laughed loudly, pounding on the roof hard enough that Matthew had to glance at the door to check and make sure that no one heard and was coming up to see what made that noise.

Still snickering, the Omega reached up and pushed his glasses up so that he could wipe away his tears of mirth. "You may have a point." Alfred relented, and Matt felt a wave of relief wash over him, even if it had cause him his pride.

Matt then nibbled at his brownie as Alfred munched on an apple, finishing up his meal and looking lost in thought as he ate, probably trying to figure out what to do next, since his plan had been derailed.

The silence didn't last long, though, for after Al had finished his food and had tossed his trash back into the brown paper bag he had brought his lunch in, the Omega looked up at him again, and after carefully looking him over, said with a heavy, put upon sigh, "Well... then I guess I'll just have to teach ya a few things, huh?"