As a result of the party, we had actually made enemies. Ann and Hiram disliked us because of the game of darts. Abimael and his beta cronies all hated us because we made them look totally impotent in front of the class. The 2 alphas trying to rape Gideon were also on our case. Giles Milliken and Thaddeus Lawson were their names and they were upperclassmen. There was also Elias Griffith, the Nudria Alpha knocked out by the pool. It seemed that a lot of Blaqis were after us. They were the dominant ethnicity in the country after all. With that long list of enemies, we had to be careful. Luckily, rolling as a 8-member crew gave us safety in numbers. Asahel did as he said he would do and stayed in touch with Abner. Abner took the opportunity and now had a boyfriend. He was the one getting fucked in the ass 2/3 of the time, but they made sure they wore protection. We were all happy for him. The others wanted the best for him. He still came to the gym to train with us. However, Abner was still a trashy kind of guy. if he was horny, but Asahel was not in the mood, he came over to me.
Being that I did not care about NPCs one bit, I always let him come in my room to play around. I would fuck him with a condom on. Because I always said yes to him, he got cocky. "Admit it. You love my ass, don't you?" he asked one day after a good session of doggy style sex. I just shrugged at him. "It's alright." I said. That pissed him off. "You thought it was better than 'alright' when you were balls deep in my ass!" he snapped. I chuckled at him being so upser. "Well. I don't need to work for it. You throw your ass in my face whenever Asahel's too busy to fuck you." I explained. When I said that, he punched me in the stomach. Abner then stormed off somewhere to cool down. I deserved it so I let it go. That was not going to stop me from being friends with him. It was also not going to stop him from being friends with benefits with me. That was how close we were. The whole crew knew what was going on, but they all kept quiet about it. Abner had to wear the collar when he went into heat because there was always danger of a pair being formed by accident. With us, however, he went without it. None did.
Collarless and free was the unofficial motto of our crew. We called ourselves the Freebirds. Our crew went where we wanted and did what we wanted. Once school let out, it was time for Asahel and Gideon to graduate. I watched as they walked down the aisle for graduation. They had plans to go to a local community college for omegas. They were safe schools but, while less competitive than the more rigorous schools, the degrees were next to worthless. With a bachelors at the end of 4 years, you could get a hospitality or care industry career. Those were the most common school programs. If you wanted to do anything related to STEM, they threw your resume in the trash if you went to one of them. I had no right to interfere in his education. If that was what they wanted, they could do that. I hoped that the omegas in my year were aiming a bit higher. Abner and Myles were aiming for a career in the military. If you wanted to be an officer, you needed a 4-year degree. Amias wanted to be a lawyer and his dream rubbed off on Emory. Linus wanted to be a pro boxer. Pretty cool in my opinion.
