All of my clients had presented. Out of the 7 that I was helping, 5 became alphas and 2 became betas. Lots of the neophyte boys were throwing cash at me to help them out, but I paid them no mind. Chester and Lester were still following after me in the hallways and acting entitled to me and my time. Liam, Sam and James were alphas that were my friends. They could not get to me when I was with them. They also lived in the dorm with us. That did not stop them from talking to me or bothering me with simple questions when they were not around. There were still times where the doorknob would jiggle at night. There was still no proof that it was them. The dorm master came to me the next day. He wanted to check the door to see if it had been locked. I always unlocked the door in the morning when I went out to the bathroom. It told me that whoever did it snitched on me. "Looks good. I don't want to keep coming over here to talk to you about this. Understand?" he said after he was satisfied. "How could someone know it was locked at night if they were not sneaking around after curfew?" I asked.
He blinked in confusion before he caught my meaning. The dorm master then crossed his arms as he looked at me. "That's a very good question. One that I will be sure to find out in due time. However, in the meantime, betas like you need to keep their noses clean." he said firmly. I got his meaning. Even if it was an alpha fucking with me, there was nothing that I could do about it. That was not reassuring. I knew what I needed to do though. We were allowed to leave the campus after school as long as we were back before the curfew. I had a whole lot of money from serving my clients. I went to a nice department store and bought a nice non stick frying pan. I was going to use it a weapon of self defense. It was tan with an easy to grip handle. I was the only Player in this school. That meant that I did not need to eat or sleep while I was logged in. It gave benefits but was not mandatory. I left my door open and slipped in the closet by the entrance to my room. I was going to wait there until someone tried to break in. No one did the first few days. That was okay. I had the resolve to see this through.
Waiting in the closet paid off. It took a week, but someone tried the knob. It went down. I could hear the audible gasp as the door opened. They chuckled to themselves before closing the door gently. Whoever it was, they were smart enough to not go inside guns blazing. They wanted to plan it all out. All those plans were going to fail. To my surprise, it was not the next night. It made me really suspicious. I did not say anything to anybody this whole time. I did not want them to worry about me. Moreover, I did not want them to get in my way. This was clearly dangerous, but I did not need them to give me their opinions or try to stop this from happening. My stakeout would have all been for nothing. The very next day, I was ready in the closet. This time, the door did open up all the way. They closed the door softly behind them. Once they passed me, it was time to strike. I jumped out of the closet with the frying pan and whacked the intruder over the back of the head with it. That took 2/3rds of his health. I hit him again across the face as he turned around. It was one of the twins: Chester or Lester.
