Enzo hears some troubling news

The rest of Gary's poker night went smoothly for Enzo. There were no more mortifying moments, apart from when he popped a stiffy while pouring his stepfather a drink; the sight of his mother getting double-penetrated on the kitchen floor was too much to handle. But Enzo was used to that, and used to the laughs that followed. He went to bed that night in high spirits, eager to see his girlfriend at school the next day...

...But Allie didn't show up to first period, or second. Enzo finally spotted her in the cafeteria just as lunch was ending. She was on the other side of the room, but even from a distance he could tell that she was a mess: her tank top was stained, her black leggings were ripped open at the crotch, and her hair was matted down on one side.

Enzo hustled toward his girlfriend, already trying to think of ways to apologize and comfort her. Those Alpha brothers must have gone straight there after the party, or this morning... Fuck, this is all my fault, he thought, working his way through the crowd. But as he got closer, he saw that Allie was talking with a group of other girls... One of whom was Clara, the typical "mean girl" and notorious Alpha-hound.

Enzo tried not to interact with Clara when he could help it, so he hesitated as he neared the group. To his surprise, Allie looked relatively happy.

"...Took me to this really nice restaurant," she was saying, brushing the cum-covered lock of hair out of her face. "He even let me eat between... You know."

"Oh, I know," Clara replied with a grin. "Was he big?"

"I told you, he and his brother already took me at Thanksgiving--"

"Bitch, answer the question!"

"...Of course he was big. Bigger than Thanksgiving, actually... I thought my jaw was gonna break."

"Bigger than Enzo's new step-dad guy?"

"Way bigger, this time," Allie replied quickly. "I guess he took some extra meds for the lunch."

"You mean the date," another girl corrected her. "You said he called it a date."

"Sure, he did, but I don't know about that--"

"If he said it was a date, it was a date," Clara snapped, rolling her eyes. "Not rocket science."

"Right, okay." Allie was blushing a little; though she wouldn't admit it, she cared what the popular girls thought as much as anyone else. "...I guess, um... I guess I have a boyfriend?"

Clara grinned. "Welcome to the club, sister. You're on a whole new level. Time to leave all these bottom-tier Local bitches behind!"

"Hey!" Several of the other girls were scowling, and one walked away in a huff. She walked straight by Enzo, so he turned away to continue eavesdropping undetected.

"Th-thanks," Allie mumbled. "I--I think I'm gonna stay with Enzo, though. Definitely."

"Yeah, I guess I get that," Clara replied with a shrug. "I didn't leave Tom when I met Conner. Alphas aren't exactly a permanent thing... Oh, hey, is this Marcus guy on vacation in SB, or...?"

"No, he lives in Pacific City with his mom and sister," Allie said. "He says he'll come over any time. He gave me his phone number--"

"Oooh, heeey girl, that's a good sign! If he only wanted another tight pussy to use when he's in town, he'd probably just take your number."

"I guess," Allie replied, smiling a little.

"Okay, but back to the important stuff," another girl piped up. Then she held her hands up, palms together, and started moving them apart slowly. "...Here? Or here? More like this? Just tell me when to stop..."

As they all started giggling, Enzo turned on his heel and crept away. The girl's hands were almost a foot apart as he left the cafeteria, and Allie hadn't stopped her yet.