“I’m telling you, Class President,” Gavin Dawson looked at him teasingly, “you’ve really got something going on.”

Before Logan Carter could respond, he added, “Now I don’t owe you anymore.”

“?”

“Didn’t you not tell Ian Scott that I was the one who used the inhibitor? And you didn’t tell anyone else either. Honestly, I don’t care whether I’m an Omega or a Beta, but I’m not an idiot—I know you did it to help me.” Gavin Dawson noticed the surprised look in the other’s eyes and thought to himself, Am I really that clueless? He clicked his tongue. “Anyway, I beat him up, so now everyone knows he was talking nonsense.”

When he went over and hit the guy, it wasn’t just out of disgust and anger—he also wanted to make a scene on purpose. Because Gavin Dawson knew that even if the teachers stopped pursuing it after learning the truth, there would always be people gossiping behind his back.

But after he stirred things up like that, those who believed the rumors would all realize that Shawn Douglas was the real joke.

“No need to thank me. After all, I’m a helpful classmate. If you really want to show your gratitude, next time Nathaniel Jenkins brings you milk tea or something, just politely turn her down and hint that she should bring it to me instead.”

“You’re chasing after Nathaniel Jenkins?” They were almost at Class 9’s classroom door when Logan Carter saw him nod. “She didn’t say yes? Then she’s got pretty good taste.”

It took Gavin Dawson a second to get what Logan Carter meant, and he leaned in, gritting his teeth: “Are you—” asking—for—a—beating—?

Before he could finish, Logan Carter suddenly pulled open the classroom door.

The math teacher, who was in the middle of class, frowned and said to Gavin Dawson, “What are you yelling about? Gavin Dawson, come up and do this problem on the board.”

Gavin Dawson: “……”

Logan Carter, this guy, is such a damn schemer.

Author’s note: Today is Little Lu cleaning up his wife’s mess.

Chapter 6 Playing Basketball

Gavin Dawson’s grades were at the bottom of the year, and a big problem about spatial coordinates was way beyond his knowledge.

He stood dumbly at the blackboard for three minutes. The math teacher saw his innocent face and finally sighed.

“Go sit down.”

So Gavin Dawson went back to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Ian Scott immediately leaned over. “Bro! What’s going on with you? And Class President, how did you two end up together?”

Earlier, when he saw Gavin Dawson leave the classroom without a word, he thought he just went to the bathroom.

Who knew that ten minutes later, Chad Sullivan sent him a string of exclamation marks, and then both the Class 10 group chat and the “Holding Up No.1 High” group exploded. Both groups were frantically discussing how Gavin Dawson pinned Shawn Douglas against the wall and beat him up, and that the Omega who was with Logan Carter in the bathroom yesterday was actually Gavin Dawson...

Gavin Dawson!

Ian Scott thought, damn! He didn’t see his good buddy for one night and he changed genders? Can he still call Gavin Dawson “bro” from now on, or does he have to call him “sis”?

“Want to know why I became an Omega? Want to know what I did with Logan Carter in the bathroom? Want to know what happened to Shawn Douglas in the end?”

Ian Scott was dying of curiosity.

Gavin Dawson: “Write me a 3,000-word self-reflection.”

Ian Scott: “……”

Gavin Dawson: “Finish it, and I’ll tell you the story.”

Ian Scott: “…Get lost.”

The bell rang for the end of class.

Gavin Dawson’s phone suddenly started vibrating like crazy. He looked and saw that Ian Scott had pulled him into a new group chat.

Gavin Dawson glanced at the group name.

—Holding Up No.1 High.

[Welcome, newcomer!!]

[A transfer student? Why is there an O joining the group at this time?]

[Welcome, cutie!!]

Ian Scott: [This is Gavin Dawson.]

The whole group went silent.

After a while, everyone stood up.

[Brother Duan!!!! Thank you, Brother Duan!!! Thank goodness the Omega with Logan Carter was you!!!!]

[As soon as I hear Brother Duan’s name, I feel at ease. Our Lulu didn’t betray mom!!!!]

[Seriously, Brother Duan gives me a sense of security I’ve never had before. He makes me believe that even if he and the school hunk slept in the same bed all night, they’d still be pure classmates the next morning.]

Gavin Dawson thought, what the hell is all this, sometimes calling me “brother,” sometimes “boss,” but these Omegas were so enthusiastic that it felt rude not to reply, so he sent:

[Thanks?]

[Even saying thanks is so cool. Truly the boss of No.1 High.]

“Damn,” Gavin Dawson was amused, “your group is full of characters.”

“Our group,” Ian Scott corrected him, “You’re an Omega now too. Differentiating at sixteen or seventeen, your puberty came a bit late.”

-

For most high schoolers, PE class is the most anticipated period.

The autumn sun made everyone feel lazy. After a lap around the field, the PE teacher let the students do whatever they wanted.

Ethan Brooks wanted to play soccer. Logan Carter didn’t care, so he went with a few boys from the class to the equipment room to get a soccer ball.

Not many boys usually played soccer; most preferred basketball or badminton. Just as Logan Carter spotted the soccer balls in the basket, two students walked into the equipment room, chatting as they came:

“Class 10 and the sports class are really going at it?”

“Shawn Douglas sure knows how to stir things up. His head injury just healed, and he’s already eager to challenge someone to a match.”