Chapter 4: How It Started

                                    

                                          
(The day Pete goes to Vegas and Kim's condo to help them out...{chapter 1}...)
Author's Pov:
The sound of the alarm wakes up the sleeping omega, who only shifts on the bed and turns off the annoying object.
A seventeen year old Pete sighs and sits up in his bed, yawning. He looks around his room, which is a complete mess by the way, with half closed eyes and stretches. 
He has to go to school today, and he absolutely doesn't want to. It's not like he doesn't like his school. He absolutely loves it. 
It's just that he is not really a morning person, and teachers in his high schools are suspiciously energetic in the morning and expect the same energy from their students.
He looks at the clock on the wall and sighs. If he doesn't start getting ready right now, he is going to miss the bus to his school.
'Why does it have to open so early in the morning anyways?' He pouts at the thought. It's something he thinks about every time he has to wake up for school.
Not wanting to get another lecture from his teacher on being late, he begrudgingly gets off the bed.
After taking a shower, he feels awake enough to start getting dressed for the day.
After wearing his uniform, he goes in front of the dressing table and takes out the scent blocker patches, and puts them on his scent gland. Another thing he hates about high school. 
Everyone has to wear patches that don't really block the scent but rather tone it down, so you are not throwing your pheromones all over the place.
Not to be narcissistic or anything, but Pete absolutely loves his scent. The sweet smell of fresh lemons with a small hint of mint.Something that you would love to smell on a hot summer day.
Pete just smells refreshing.
His brother says he smells like lemonade, and Pete also takes that as a compliment. Having to wear a scent blocker feels a little suffocating to him, but a rule is a rule.
After being completely ready and making his room look somewhat neet, Pete heads down to the kitchen for a much needed breakfast.
The only task Pete looks forward to in early morning. Eating food.
As he was going down the stairs, he smelled something that stopped him in his tracks.
A slightly strong scent of pinewood with a hint of rosemary.
Kim is back.
His heart fills with warmth and happiness as he climbs down the rest of the stairs excitedly, nearly tripping and falling down once.
However, upon reaching the kitchen, he quickly masks his happiness and excitement with annoyance. 
His brother went to Bangkok three years ago with his friends to study at a prestigious university. He visited sometimes throughout the year a few times, but not enough for Pete's liking. 
You see Pete loves his brother even though he will never admit it out loud.
His brother was supposed to be back in a few weeks with his friend to spend his last year of university in Chiang Mai and finish his degree.
But it looks like his brother came back earlier for some reason.
He enters the kitchen, completely ignoring his brother, who looks at him excitedly like an overgrown dog he is, and greats his parents who smile at him.
"Hey Petey!!" Kim says eagerly, overly happy to see his little baby brother again.
But Pete doesn't even look at him. Instead, he sits down on his chair and takes out his phone, and starts scrolling through social media.