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Miranda had met Catherine Fraiser her freshman year of University.
She had unbelievably enough managed to get a full scholarship to Oxford University.
After years of being the daughter of the village drunk, Marie Preston, a French immigrant to Edinburg Scotland, years of hoarding what little money and food she could scavenge, Miranda could hardly believe her luck.
She had excellent grades and while most students had three or four letters of recommendations to University she had received nine. And now here she was, her thick old wool sweater drowned out her figure, the faded jeans were her very best simply because she honestly didn't have another pair. Her boots were men's steel toes, second hand from the overly Alpha daughter of her local barman.
Theodora Cambell was her oldest friend at this point although Miranda was certain she and Theo were headed in vastly different directions. While Miranda hungered to see the world and to become more than a legacy of her drunken mother, Theo wanted only to inherit her sire's tavern and embrace the familiar comforts of the town and life she had been born into.
Miranda sighed and forced herself to keep her head up as she tried to look as if she belonged on this campus, this campus full of students from rich families.
She could smell the Alphas and Betas all around her in their fancy new clothes and their strong healthy scents belayed none of the hunger and starvation she herself had experienced. She was determined, though, she would squander this opportunity. She would pursue her degree in Fashion. True, it was not the most 'Alpha' field of study but for years she had been entranced by the images that teased her within magazines and on the persons she had glimpsed on her brief trips to London. In Fashion there was no gender barrier, none of the Alpha, Beta and Omega nonsense.
She was lost.
Groaning inwardly as she turned a corner and was met with an enormous open field when she had been expecting a dormitory she sighed and reopened her campus pamphlet which showed a layout of the dorms and as she studied it to better determine which the wrong turn she had taken she was overtaken by the sweetest scent she had ever smelled.
Turning in a daze she was struck dumb when she saw a tall Omega girl smiling at her, advancing quickly.
The girl's hair showed like fire in the morning sun, the wild disarray of red curls were a riot around a gentle round face and sparkling blue eyes.
Miranda froze, she was certain she had never seen a more lovely creature in all her life.
"Are you lost?" The stranger asked. It was almost a full minute before Miranda could think beyond her dry mouth and spinning senses to nod an affirmative.
"Here, let me see your pamphlet...oh your in the Kennedy dorm. Come on, I'll show you the way." The omega smiled sweetly and gently took Miranda's hand and led her back the way she had come.
Miranda was entranced, she followed the sweet smelling omega willing to admit that she had no issue with following this girl anywhere she led Miranda.
Miranda fought the urge to pull her close and bury her nose in the girl's neck, even from an appropriate distance her scent was intoxicating.
She was swept away in how the bright curls bounced around her head as she walked with purpose, she wasn't graceful every step was measured and performed with purpose until before Miranda was ready they were standing before an ominous ancient building that blocked out the sun.
"Here we are, Kennedy Hall." The stranger turned beaming as she smiled at Miranda. "I'm Catherine by the way. But my friends call me Katie." She held out her hand and all Miranda could do was swallow before she reached out to shake it numbly.
"Do you have a name?" Katie asked, smiling with teasing glint to her eye.
Flushing hotly "Yes, I'm Miranda. Miranda Preston."
"Well, Miss Miranda Preston...I hope to see you again soon." Katie smiled sunnily before flouncing off disappearing into the masses of students milling around preparing for the start of the new term.
Breathing heavily Miranda inhaled as much of Katie's scent as possible before turned to stare down her dormitory. She could totally do this.
TBC?