My name, is Gilbert Beilschmidt. And right now, I am waiting for a bus to arrive, because something...extremely not awesome happened. It was a warm humid day, and with the thick layers of clothing I was wearing it was almost unbearable. Almost. The reason for my discomfort was because of a very large issue concerning, well...genetics. But I had to get used to the thick clothes. At least for the time being. I picked at my fingernails irritably.

I remember the shock on everyones faces when I started puberty, and turned out to a omega. Most are still shocked by my cocky behavior once they figure it out, given that I look like a beta, and act like an alpha. But, pheromones don't lie. That's only one of the big no-nos. Alphas are born to dominate, omegas are supposed to be meek little baby makers that are seen and not heard, and betas are somewhere in between. With my muscular build, I passed for a small beta. Hell, if I was a foot taller, I could pass for a small alpha, but with my personality? I'm about as far as you could get from omega...It was just too bad that's what I am.

Another big no-no, having a litter before marriage. As expected of omegas, it's looked down upon to be screwing around with anyone accept their alpha, and getting knocked up was inexcusably disgraceful. In other words, any pregnant alphaless omega was a social pariah. Table for me. Then there's, another big no-no. Omegas can only get an abortion if it's life threatening and their alpha consents, or if the alpha wants it. So that's where I stood, a lowly omega, pregnant, and without an alpha.

A beta walked by with a young blonde boy, which reminded me of my brother Ludwig. He was an alpha, but that never stopped me from playing the part of the older brother. I was a cocky, over protective, loud mouth big brother before finding out I was an omega, and I'm still a cocky, over protective, loud mouth big brother. Luckily no one in their right mind had the balls to poke fun at it. If either one of us was picked on, they'd have to deal with a bulky well built alpha, and an awesome muscular omega who wasn't afraid of shit, both of which were forces to recon with. Which was exactly why it was such a blow to the ego when my little brother found out about my little...issue, a few weeks ago. Suddenly, I was a fragile little omega again. The last thing I wanted to be reminded of. Although the part where Ludwig went into a rage and threatened to murder whoever the other parent was, that part was awesome.

...Ludwig was in school right now, and probably wasn't aware of my current location at the bus station yet. I ducked out of school the first chance I had this morning, ran back to the house, grabbed all the shit I wanted and here I was… We were supposed to tell our parents today...I couldn't face it and wussed out. I know what's going to happen, Ludwigs would be there the whole time being my awesome little brother, giving me support, Mom would break down and start crying, and Dad… I had no idea what Dad would do. Would he be silent? Angry? Ashamed? The possibilities were endless! And I wasn't sure what one sounded scarier. Besides that, word travels fast around here, once word started getting out, everyone in town would know.

A panic fueled decision now had me wearing thick clothes, drenched in musk, with my bags packed and heading out of town, because I was terrified of a lot of things right now. I clutched my bus ticket, nearly crumpling it to shreds. Where the hell is the bus? I looked at my watch. The bus was running late. It just reminded me of the dread I felt when I had as well. I didn't want to remember anything from that night, yet everything seemed to revolve around it and remind me. My leg bounced impatiently, hoping the bus would arrive soon before someone I know sees me making my get away. Whatever, so long as I get in the damn bus so I can forget all about this. A few minutes later the I heard the bus, and looked up to see it approaching. I stood and gathered my bag as the bus rolled to a stop.

The bus driver gave me an odd look when I have him my ticket. In these thick clothes, it covered up my physical build and made me look even smaller, along with the heavy scent of musk, and a packed bag, it was an odd sight. Swallowing my pride, and nearly choking on the mass of it, I gave a meek grin and told him I was visiting family, which was a reasonable excuse for an omega to travel alone like this. With a nod the bus driver let me pass without further question, why would an omega lie? The second I felt like I was in the safe zone, my face dropped it's cute facade, and was replaced with a woeful expression as I sat in the back of the bus. I still didn't feel safe. I wouldn't until the bus pulled out and left town. Maybe it was my instincts because of what I was doing, but I felt as though any moment someone I knew was going to barge through the doors of the bus and drag me off.

The bus did however pull away from the curb. As the bus drove downtown, and away from the parts of town people knew me from, I let out a sigh of relief. I had poured my entire bottle of musk on myself before I left, and the few people in the bus could probably smell it. Good. They knew I didn't want to be bothered. Musk was sort of like a cologne, or repellent. It masked omega pheromones with the fake scent of an alpha. It didn't quite make you smell like an alpha, but it definitely got rid of the omega scent. It was designed, and mostly used for making the pheromones given off of a omega during heat lose it's potency. It at least gave omegas a chance if they happened to come into contact with an unrelated alpha during that time. I only had one bottle, and hardly ever used it when I didn't need to, but earlier today in my haste I covered myself in it...and in this case it masked a different hormonal scent...so long as I can get and keep a steady supply until my little problem was solved.

As the bus headed out of town I gave one last sorrow filled glance at the town and life I was leaving. Leaving behind good memories...and bad. A few hours on the bus and I fell asleep. When I woke up it was dark out side and rain was streaking the windows. I checked my watch. It was seven forty five. A few more miles down the road and I could see the glare of lights up ahead. A city. And a big one by the looks of it. It'll do.