Only a few more weeks of school, sort of. My principle, my army recruiter and myself struck a deal. I’m no longer welcomed at school because of all the problems I’ve been causing for the four years, but instead of going to school I get to walk across the stage on June 3rd. In return I do some homeschooling with my recruiter for 3 hours a day and I also have to exercise with him for 3 hours a day.

I found a way to cut out the exercise. I just rollerblade to my recruiter instead of waiting for him to come pick me up. It takes me almost fourty minutes to get to him (10 miles) but the times he catches me on the road is hysterical, he tries to persuade me to accept the ride. And oftentimes I turn it into a cat and mouse game where I pretend he is going to run me over if he catches me. But I show off my skills rollerblading going a comparable speed to the cars around us and often slaloming and serpentining against traffic just so I can raise my adrenaline and start speeding away from him with the extra strength. Playing leap frog and using cars as ramps to completely ignore red lights and traffic laws. He was always pissed off and impressed by my physical abilities.

I was done with what I needed to do by noon. And he let me go completely furious with me because I was a genius according to the work but the things I liked to do for fun and my mouth pissed him off royally. Usually, he would let me go early. He said I was the smartest retard he had ever met. And today, he reminds me that I will have to calm down and understand that I won’t have ties to here anymore because he can’t get ahold of my parents to tell them where I’m going. He assumes that because of the forms that I have been forging that my parents know where I have been and what I’m doing after high school.

When rollerblading home, I decide he’s right. And I make a draft on my phone to remind myself of something to do, "Talk to Jenny and Mary about a promotion, get out of the game." I enjoy my time rollerblading home, just having a blast even if a car hits me, I just get back up I don’t care it doesn’t hurt anymore.

My mom is home when I get home, "Dan what are you doing home, school ends at 3:15 pm it’s only 12:30 right now."

"These last few weeks are all altered schedules because of different tests."

"Oh ok, that’s fine."

"Are you excited to become a senior next September?"

"Yes, I am."

"Well you know what you’re doing, you’re not out killing people, slinging drugs or street racing, you’re a good boy. And I can tell I’m going to be so proud of the man you are becoming."

"I am home just to change I’m going out."

"Where are you going?"

"Party. It’s going to be a rager with liquor, streetracing, private strippers for every guy, weed, and blow."

"Daniel! I don’t want to know that! But if you are really going to a party I’m more than happy to pick you up from wherever you are if your designated driver is not sober to drive you. I know you’re a teenager, I expect you to do drugs and party but I do not tolerate you being a sarcastic person to your mother."

"I’ll be fine mom. I’m taking buses and trains home. Remember I’ll always be there for you, sometimes even against the will of your father much of the time.

"Sorry mom."

"Okay, now go have fun."

I get upstairs and straight to my phones as I do change from athletic shorts and a t-shirt to Jeans and a button down shirt. I text Epsilon Mary and Llamda Jenny from Alpha phone, "Meet me at alpha den at 6 pm to discuss a promotion."

Mary responds back, "Can you make that 7 pm, I’m waiting for a delivery of a new freon tank and I’m the only one that can sign for it."

I respond, "7 pm it is."

Then I get a text from Mary, "I have work tonight, can it be earlier?"

I respond back to her, "I’m your boss’s boss. If I say you can be late or that you’re off tonight then you’re off tonight, do you understand me? Now for that, make it 7 pm."

"Yes, Alpha."

I sleep until 5 pm and I leave I get alpha den ready and I cook a meal for the 3 of us to eat. Taking supplies from Beta Den. Steakburgers with fixings and veggies to go on top, a few different kinds of sodas. I bought sides as well. I’m ready for them to show up I watch TV with my mask next to me to answer the door.

The bell rings and I buzz them in. I quickly put everything on the table. somewhat neat. I put my ear to the door and listen to the girls after they knock. "Have you ever been to the Alpha’s Den?"

"No, have you?"

"No, have you ever seen alpha?"

"No, but this place is incredible and he treats everyone so well from what I can tell."

I’m now wearing a full Ermenegildo Zenga suit and matching shoes, the whole outfit costs well over $4000 and Oakley mirrored sunglasses under my mask. I open the door and they are dressed in tanks and short shorts. I point them to the food.

Mary says, "Thank you Alpha. I’m sorry we’re not dressed better you didn’t tell us to."

Jenny goes, "Do you want us to call you Alpha this whole time or do you have a name that we can call you?"

I motion towards the food again. And we all sit down I’m at the table and they begin to grab for food. I hold my hands out for both of them and clear my throat loudly. They notice me and grab my hands, I squeeze Jenny’s hand to say that she should say grace.

"Father of us all, This meal is a sign of Your love for us: Bless us and bless our food, And help us to give you each day and grant us wisdom. Through our Lord. Amen!"

Mary goes, "A discussion takes 2 parties, so can you please start talking Alpha."

I blush but they can’t see it and with my singing voice, "I have a confession ladies." they look at me confused, "There is no Alpha."

I take off my mask and my sunglasses comes with it and I didn’t want that. And I reveal myself.

Both of them exclaim, "Gamma!" I can’t believe you have been running this."

"Yes, it’s confession time. And please stop staring, eat, that’s why I set out food for us, for this exact reason, please, eat."

They start making their plate Jenny says, "so why the promotion? I only got my last promotion because I volunteered to make a little extra money on the side and to help you, Gamma, Alpha, whoever out, I can’t help he’s, you’re cute and that I like younger guys. I said too much, I’ll shut up now." She blushes immensely."

I respond, "Well two openings are opening at once. I’m stepping down from all of this. I am going into the army next month, I was going to join just so I can train everyone military tactics to bring it to the streets for the men so we can start taking over places. But recently I’ve decided this is not who we are, that is very high profile, we are low profile. But I’m still going into the military, I’ve been doing this for four years already and enough is enough."

Mary goes, "Why do you want to leave, what you have created has been great. It’s actually a great place to work for. Why not just go for like your four years or whatever then come back and be a leader again. You have done some amazing things here. We would welcome you. "

"There’s so much weight on my shoulder. I just wanna live life, this has been my teenage years, I just turned 18! It’s created this demon inside me. I’ve appropriately named him Gamma. All this anger from the callous murders I’ve committed, theft. Hell, those scars on her neck were from me. I remember when you first started I drowned you until you agreed to suck my dick and wait tables at the bar. And there are many, many more things I’ve done, I think I’ve tortured something like 40 people and I’ve killed about 7 in the years injured atleast 90, back when I was younger I was much more violent. I remember all the fear, that is not who I am. I’m a big teddy bear."

Jenny interjects, "Mary, does he taste good? Is he big?"

Mary starts to answer but I interrupt  to reply to her, "Jenny, go to the bathroom and rub one out that was completely inappropriate, we don’t have time for this. Someday we’ll go at it and you can see if I’m big or not but for now I’m not interested, you got me." Jenny blushes and gets up and walks to the bathroom she trips and I don’t know why she closes the door after keeping eye contact with me. "Mary, I want to be a better person than that. When I ignore the Hyde to my Jekyll he makes me physically ill I get very bad nightmares. I need help, therapy, but the first step to getting help is letting all this go. All this anger, I can’t do this anymore."

"So what do you want when it comes to promotions?"

"Well, we will have to wait for her to come back."

Right then Jenny walks out without pants, and pulls me into the bathroom by my belt, "you don’t get to say no!"

We finish up in there and she is very happy as she sits at the table with her clothes back on, I’m only adjusting my pants.

Mary responds, "Ok, now that she’s happy. How can we make you happy, what is your plans for promotion here? That is why we came over."

Jenny says, speak for yourself, "I hoped Gamma was here. I got my wish."

Mary responds, "Jenny, shut up."

I respond, "Ladies, that’s enough. I’m thinking of making Beta for all three parts of the organization not sure if only one person can handle being the enforcer of 46 people and kidnapping, brainwashing and keeping our numbers up. "

Mary goes, "Hold on, three parts? Since when is there three parts? I knew there were other people but I thought you had a monopoly on this particular Restaurant and Bar."

"You think I only deal with just you? And that I only work for about 6 hours a week. And then I can afford this outfit worth $10,000. No. I handle what I call "The Bar", "The Gas Station" and "The Warehouse". The Gas Station and Warehouse work closely together so they know about each other but not The Bar which you have been running."

"So What do they do exactly?"

"The Gas Station provides services to drug runners to include cash, four different cars per driver, and all that needs to be maintained. We have people going around the country and back in ordinary cars, we run them alternating four days to go one way and four days to come back then they are off for four days if they are early they get extra days off, or have the option to go get another round for a bonus. Taking pounds of different drugs to different cities, we are a service to them that’s off the record and they like that we are reliable and anonymous for them."

"And that makes a lot of money? Doesn’t sound like it would."

"Driver makes 30 cents a mile. We charge 50 cents per mile. Plus we charge a minimum of $400 per run for the risk, maximum of $10,000 for the run for the risk. Many factors go into that part of the negotiations, but that’s not your job, that is Tyrone’s job. So per week, they’re raking in about 30k per week before expenses, I think that’s pretty damn good."

"Yes, that is a lot of money."

"Jenny goes, do you have a girlfriend? I wouldn’t mind dating you, you’re smart and sweet."

"No, and I don’t want a baby momma or to be a sugar daddy. And this is now dropped Jenny."

Mary brings us back on track, "So how does the warehouse work?"

"They keep cars safe for the street racers, any parts the racers want to improve the performance or look of the cars. They charge the racers when we have enough from the outside world a certain amount. And every once in a while a drug runner decides they want to do it, but that’s something they don’t usually want to do after a little while. Racers split their winnings with us, a minimum is taken from them because there’s interest to the loan of the car and parts, when they win cars they have the option to keep two per year until they are paid off completely. The warehouse helps them with everything involved in street racing. And it’s actually 10 warehouses, it’s not just one like I make it sound, one per racer. And I would like to add, thank god for Car Max, they really do buy cars from you when you don’t buy one of theirs. We send different people to different Car Max in the area. This all works out so well. We make around $18,000 per week, before expenses. But when cars are won and sold, everyone involved gets bonuses. Jenny, when your car broke down a few months ago, we sold it and gave you a Mercedes, and from street racing is where we got that car, we took out the good parts and replaced it with stock parts but its perfect for you."

Mary asks, "So with you being willing to tell me all this, is this just part of the confession or what? You still didn’t tell me what the promotion is."

"I want you to be the new Bravo but you will take on the Alpha Title. I want her to take your old job as manager of the Bar."

Jenny goes, "Why?"

"You are receiving a gift for hard work and actually obeying the rules at work and out of work. If you don’t want it, I can give it to someone else. I do have a new male that is not working out well doing mechanic work, he wants to work for the restaurant and he has manager experience already."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I’ll take it, I’ll take it."

"How is training going to work?"

"Jenny, you will be shadowing Mary until you think you got it."

"Mary, you’re going to be so tired. You will be with me as you shadow me and then you have to come back here and work your regular job. I leave the state as a soldier June 7th."

Jenny starts crying, "Don’t leave me, please!"

"Jenny are you pregnant? Why are your emotions so weird?"

"I need to be on birth control for hormone control and I have not been since I got picked up and off the drugs. And honestly I’m only like this with you.  I can’t help it, I mean have you seen you. I wish you could view yourself the way I view you.  I take that back, that would create other problems."

"You need to get on birth control, I’m going to leave that alone because this has become awkward. So, ladies, this starts today. Jenny, go do your normal job for now Mary will get you when she arrives, I need to show her how to do everything and I only have afew weeks to train her to do a job that took me years to master."

Next Chapter: Chapter 12: June 06, 2008: L