Dancing Is My Drug

  As the music flows out I find myself lifting off with my feet. Never having to look out for my fellow dancers. We knew our parts and I was now lost. Lost in the chords of the piano as it wrapped around me. Like a hug that made me feel loved. 

  The deep voice of Elton John enters my mind as I twirl on stage. It is one of my favorite songs. Reminds me off before I turned thirteen. Time before we all knew what my second gender was. Before my life turned bleak. 

  I took Swift's advice and shook it off. All my previous bad thoughts. Getting lost in the music once more. I took to the air in a jump that I ended with a split. I could hear the gasps from the crowd. So happy that I am very flexible. 

 He sang so lovingly about his dancer as I dreamed someone sometime would see me in the same light. Would I find my Alpha? I feared that when I did he would find my small five-foot-four frame too small for a male. Or that my slim yet well-formed body is not muscular enough. 

 But in my dreams, he would watch me dance or join me. We would fall into each other's arms and seek the love and commitment that fated mates had for one another. Making a family we both would love and support. 

 After the song ended I moved to the back. I needed my water. I went right to where we were told to store our stuff and not found my sparkly rainbow water bottle. My best friend Carson got it for me for Christmas. I dropped to my knees shoving the other bags out of my way. Where the heck was my bottle? 

 Red hot fury entered my veins as I saw Samatha Perkins with my water bottle. Ok, so what the hell! It's not like it did not have a sticker on it with my name on it. Oh, wait it did. Jumping to my feet I walked over to her five-seven model self hands on my hips. 

 " Give me my damn bottle!" I declared

 " Hmm...I don't believe this is yours." She said displaying it. 

 My eyes roamed over the small object not finding my fucking sticker. Weird so she just got herself a bottle just like mine...What was the point? This girl has been on my last nerve all four years I have gotten to know her. At one point Carson was gonna have sex with her. Til I informed my friend just how much a slut she was. He could do so much better. 

  It was then that I heard Robbie gasp from behind me. I turned around to see what was up. Still wanting to know where my stuff was. 

  " Umm..Riley....did you mean to toss your water bottle and duffle into the trash?" He asked me raising his right eyebrow. 

   " Wait....hold up. What!?" I said racing over. 

 Sure as shit there was all my stuff with liquid and crap all over it all. Glad that I did not have anything important in my bag cause it was ruined. I could see also that whoever did this unzipped it. Yeah, my stuff was truly fucked. 

  I let out a small growl and stormed off.  I was not, Not even gonna stick my hands into that germ that can salvage what I knew could not be. Nope not again. Since I joined this dance studio while going to college for becoming a chief I only made a few friends. Robbie is one. 

  I only had a few more at college. Honestly, the only ones wanting to hang out with my sparkly twink self were Carson, Robbie, and Seth. They also were from the same pack. The biggest in the USA. For us were wolfs Edgemont pack was to be feared and respected. Not only were they big but they were fierce fighters. 

  Carson was the only heir to the Alpha. But sadly my best friend was not an Alpha. He was an Omega just like me. Our other two friends also were the same second gender. I think we bonded on that. Carson had high hopes he would find his mate and still be able to take over the pack. That was unless his dad fell in love and had another child. According to Carson his dad never dated. He still was madly in love with his wife, who was his chosen mate. I asked about his dad's fated but he had no idea. 

 Speaking of Carson he was gonna be so mad. Not at me of course but whoever chucked my stuff into the one place my hands did not go into. I know I sound prissy, many I am. I liked my hands clean plus for the performance I have gotten my nails done. 

 Soon I was walking into my dorm room. Carson had the phone pressed to his ear. By what he was saying I knew he was talking to his dad. I headed to my room to grab my clothes so I could shower. It just occurred to me I left before the results came through. Did I care if we won..sorta? I did not dance to win stuff though. I danced to free myself. Dancing was my happy time. 

   I washed my body and sang along to the playlist I had to choose from Spotify. Loving the feeling of music wrapping around me as I washed and danced in the shower. As I stepped out I could smell Chinese food making my stomach grumble. Feeling a bit better in a pair of skinny jeans and my t-shirt that said "looking for a top" I went to join my friend. 

  I found him and Seth taking out food and placing cartons of yumminess on our kitchen table. Gliding over to the refrigerator I grabbed four cans of soda. I knew Robbie would be here soon cause the show was over and the results were in. Which meant I had to explain my crap day to Carson. 

 Sighing I took my seat by dropping into it. " So turns out they really do hate me. " 

  "Riley no one hates you...well except for your family," Seth said rolling his eyes. 

 " No no, See the people I dance with hate me for my good looks and skills. So they tossed my shit into the garbage." I informed him. 

 A gasp was heard from Carson. 

" They threw your stuff away? Please tell me not your Christmas present." His green eyes were wide. 

 " Sweets..none of my stuff made it back alive. I was pissed." I said waving my hands in the air. They needed to fully understand the magnitude of what had occurred. I was so sick of drama. 

  Drama and girls seem to be the thing that always tears me down. Most males choose women over males. Most women make fun of us Omegas. Unless we come from good stock we are seen less than. Like in not for fated mates none of us would get laid. 

  The front door swung open and Robbie stepped through his bag hung over his left shoulder. He looked tired but a happy smile graced his lips. 

  "Honey I'm home!" He said to us. 

  " Come sit your cute tight ass down so we can eat one last time together here," Carson told him. 

 With a laugh, Robbie took his jacket off and dropped his bag. He soon took his seat grabbing and opening the coke we had out for him. 

   Carson grabbed his drink and extended it out. His strawberry blonde hair put up in a man bun he often wore swung a little with the movement. 

  " To going home! " The three of them cheered. 

 I just clinked my drink and took a deep drink from it. Our time together was over as of tomorrow morning.  My friends were leaving to head back to their pack. Carson was gonna work for his dad doing the accounts for the pack and their multi-billion company. Seth was gonna help teach the younger kids in the pack. While Robbie was gonna work with his parents at their hardware store. 

 I had nowhere to go. No family to go back to. Once I was deemed to be an Omega my father booted me from the house. Then my packs Alpha booted me from our pack cause if my parents thought I was a defect what good was I to our pack? 

  Lucky me I found a way to keep going to school and get a scholarship to college. It was hard at first being homeless on the streets. I learned to use my skills to get money. I danced for people and they gave freely to see me. I was ever grateful that the Goddess graced me with good dancing skills. 

  Til I could get a job at a restaurant I was planning on dancing at a strip club. Maybe I could find one close to the guys and still be able to see them sometimes. 

  " Riley, you should come with us! We need a new cook for the pack house. I am sure I can talk my dad into hiring you once he eats one of your meals." Carson brought it up again. 

  I was unsure about moving to a pack. But this could be a good opportunity. I took in my friend's hopeful faces. 

 " Fine I will come along but Carson your movers will have to help me pack my stuff." 

  " Babe, they will be packing all our stuff!" He said with a huge smile.