The #1 Thing The First Beta I Ever Owned Can Teach You

How I Started Using My First Beta

My history as an Alpha goes back to my high school days. As any real alpha will tell you, our characteristics develop from a young age. I knew I was superior from quite a young age and these distinctive qualities intensified as I got older. By the time I hit High School, I had quite a strong grasp on these characteristics. Still, the alpha/sub dynamic was not something most high school students and their peers act out on. Does it occur? Most definitely. Is it the norm? Absolutely not.

I was a Sophomore the first time I used a submissive and it is an event that I remember like it was yesterday. This particular beta and myself had been assigned as partners for an English project. Actually, he wasn’t much “assigned” to me as I pretty much chose him myself. Let me explain. My English teacher always had a cup filled with popsicle sticks she had bought at an arts & crafts store. These popsicle sticks had all of our names written on them. One by one, she came by our desks so that we could each draw our partner at random. When I picked mine and she read the name out loud I thought, sweet, I got the nerd. This will be a piece of cake.

He Was Intelligent, Socially Awkward, & Quiet 

I was enthusiastic about my partner not because I couldn’t or didn’t know how to get the work done, but because this measly little English project in the grand scheme of things wasn’t all that important. So I knew I could slack off and still get an A on the assignment. At the time I had known this beta since middle school. Of course, early then I didn’t actually know that’s who he was. We had talked a few times since we had classes together but we weren’t friends by any means. He was the epitome of your classic high school nerd. He was highly intelligent, somewhat socially awkward, quiet, and a little reclusive.

So let’s fast forward to the day when he came over to my place. We had been working on this assignment for about a week and we knew our deadline was just a couple days away. To get it done in time, we agreed to meet up after school to complete it. The beta first suggested his house, but for some reason I declined and said my place was better. He didn’t argue and simply said something along the lines of “ok, that’s good too”

I Wanted to See Just How Much I Could Get Him to do For Me

Once at my house I remember telling this beta who I’ll now refer to as First Beta, that “my desk was down the hall to the left” as if instructing him to get to work. Throughout our interactions that whole week working on our project he seemed pretty easy going and thoughtful, but what I remember most is he’d always ask for my input before writing anything down. Almost as if he wanted or needed my approval before moving forward. I’d throw around a few ideas and he was sure to always point out how great they were.

After about an hour of working I told him I’d take a break but that he should keep working so that we could get it done. I came back from the kitchen with a couple of soft drinks and offered him one. The ambiance in my bedroom at that moment was strong. I felt a connection & I wanted to see just how much I could get him to do for me. He had done most of the work, always asked for my input and approval, and most of all, I loved that he fed my ego and repeatedly put a spotlight on any ideas I brought up. You see, here’s the thing. Betas instinctively know that it’s always about us and not them. Betas are submissive by nature and they aim to please.

I'll Never Forget The Look of Awe This Beta Had on His Face

As I sit down onto my bed and turn the T.V. on, First Beta continues to work on our assignment. I prop my sneakers off that I’d had on and get comfortable. I quickly see First Beta glance up at me and then at my white socks. He continues to work but every minute or so glances up. He doesn’t say anything but I read him like a book. I point to my backpack on the side of my bed and tell him to bring me Krause’s notes from history class (our History teacher.) He quickly gets up and kneels down to where my backpack is. As he’s opening my backpack and getting my binder, his face and my feet are in close proximity. I’ll never forget the look of awe this Beta had in his face as he’s kneeling down and looks straightforward to where my feet are. I knew you were a beta, I think to myself.

He gives me my binder and goes back to my desk. I can’t help but quietly sneer at the whole situation. Seconds later he turns to me and asks me a question that would forever change my life. He asks me if I’d like a foot massage. Just point blank asks. I give a chuckle and say it depends on whether or not he’s actually good. He says he is but that I can decide for myself. And what happens next, as they say, is history.

"He Felt Compelled To..."

For the remainder of the school year I continue to use First Beta for school assignments I deem unworthy of doing myself. His love for my alpha feet also grew during his time as one of my betas.
At a later time I did ask what motivated him to ask me to give me a foot massage and he replied with a simple “I felt compelled to.”
We spent a majority of that year interacting in the sense that he’d bring in my homework assignments followed by a relaxing foot massage. Funnily enough, I did not get to know him outside of our relationship. And when I use the word relationship I do not mean it in a romantic way. If you think about it, all of our interactions with people can be classified as some form of relationship. They can be friendships, romantic relationships, work relationships, etc. You’ll often hear me use that word a lot so make sure you don’t misunderstand me.

First Beta Did Something Extraordinary That Day

First Beta ended up moving away at the start of our Junior year. It was unfortunate especially since I had grown fond of the incredibly relaxing foot massages he gave me. Today, I no longer have contact with First Beta.
Initially, I did connect with him in the early days of social media (think Myspace - yes, this is how long ago this was) but not anymore. Maybe one day we will cross paths again. What I do know for sure is that if he hadn’t taken action that day perhaps I wouldn’t be writing this blog post. Hell, this very website may not have even been born. First Beta did something extraordinary that day that unfortunately many betas will never do. And that is to take action. I cannot say it often enough. I talk about this in my How to Find & Serve Local Alphas training audio.

One of the actionable steps I give you is to find something you can offer to an alpha and then deliver it. In this case, since we were in high school, First Beta perhaps didn’t have any solid skills yet. But he did know how to give massages (or he winged it pretty good) and that opened up a door that would have never opened otherwise.

What He Can Teach You:

If there is a key takeaway in all of this, it is to take action. So many betas dream and desire to serve but most never get to fulfill this yearning. Don't be one of those betas. Stand out and answer the question below:

Using First Beta's experience, what is something you can do starting right now that can benefit an alpha?

Over to You Now