Alphas, personal encounters

The first one was last fall. I first caught sight of him in the lobby where all the theater students hung out. I quietly asked my friend if he was a freshman. He didn’t look like one but I’d never seen him before, and I was going to be concerned if I found a 18 year old attractive. Friend gave me a strange look and informed me it was Theater Alpha.

Ah Theater Alpha. I’d heard stories of him, even last year when he wasn’t around. About how he’d slept with half the senior girls and a lot of the alumni. Mostly stories of how everyone thought he was a jerk and should just graduate, and judgment for being a man slut. Mostly by shunned girls and guys who didn’t know how to talk to women.

I left with out making eye contact but knew just from a look across the lobby why so many had fallen under his spell. He was one of those people who was just in control, he didn’t take control, he already had it. He was tall, and smiled a lot, but in a way that seemed to be he was teasing who ever he was with. He was a natural.

The next day we were at the same party. It was the first show of the season opening and half the department was there. I was the props master so my parents had come up to see the show. I was to be having breakfast at 8 the next morning with them before they drove home.

The house was great for parties with the main floor being a circle where flow from one room to another was natural. I found a group of my friends and was having a good time. Theater Alpha joined our conversation and quickly it evolved into him and I in a conversational game of wits with most everyone else watching. No one left and they were laughing along but it was really just me and him. The rest of the party we’d keep running into each other and continuing the banter. It was fun. Not many people I’ve met enjoy that sort of conversing. A lot of the time they get frustrated and walk away.

When it was getting to the point in the evening where the party has died down half way he manages to steal my phone and call himself on it. Didn’t ask for my number just took it. He then wandered off and started texting me. I fully admit I was hooked. I saw the looks his friends were giving him. I knew they thought I was caught. However I still had that breakfast with my parents in the morning. I had mentioned this a few times during the evening. My ride had left very shortly into the evening and I was having problems finding one. When someone said they were leaving for my area in 3 min I jumped at the oportunity. It 4 in the morning. Theater Alpha, who had resorted to just texting me by this point, had told me he wanted to take me home. I don’t know what decision I would have made had I not had that breakfast.

I can say I probably wouldn’t have gone home with him. But only probably. I’d, to that point in my life, never met anyone who in PUA terms was an alpha. Or at lest could play alpha to me like that. I was completely thrown. It was awesome. While talking with him I felt very alive, very much like myself.

I however found out the next day he had a girlfriend. Who he then got pregnant. I ran into him a few times in the halls and we would banter again. Still awesome, but I won’t knowingly help someone cheat. Eight months latter the theater was having a end of the year party. I kept catching his eye at the party and again he ended up texting me wondering what I was up to that night. With his six month pregnant girlfriend standing right beside him. Man’s got balls. It wasn’t going to happen but even the brief eye flirting with him was more fun than most flirting I do.

I’d met Drunk Alpha first when he was smashed. Sometime in February I was hanging with one of my friends (K) and her fiancée (S). One of their roommates (W) wanted to bring two of his friends over to the house. It wasn’t late and we were being pretty chill playing Little Big Planet so we didn’t care. When W gets back with Drunk Alpha and his friend he apologizes before they are in the house. Drunk Alpha’s first words to me are “Are you ready to settle because he is right there” pointing to his friend. The rest of the evening is him trying to get me to sleep with his friend. He becomes the butt of many of our jokes for the rest of the school year for the dumb things he said to me.

About a month ago Drunk Alpha was visiting our city again. I was rooming with W and S at this time and when W asked if it was ok if Drunk Alpha slept on our couch I said as long as he didn’t try and get me to sleep with any of his friends again. Mostly as a joke. I played token girl that night with 10 guys as we fired up the hookah and had a grand time. Drunk Alpha showed up with the friend from last time and a new guy. We were up for a few hours with the hookah. I would zone out when they started being guys. When most of the guys left and it was just my room mates, Drunk Alpha and his friends we went and watch Black Dynamite. I’ve seen that movie far more times than I should have. Drunk Alpha starts flirting with me, very subtly but there.

I should mention a few things here. 1. He is engaged. In fact he just got married a week and a half ago. 2. If rumors are to be believed he slept with over 100 women in one year at college. Rumors are probably true. 3. Also the couch he is sleeping on is right outside my bedroom door.

When it came time for people to leave and go to bed Drunk Alpha and I really started talking. It ended up being mostly the two of us talking about social issues. He kept trying to get me to sleep with him, and I admit wasn’t dissuading this attention. Now I know he was engaged. I told him I wasn’t going to let him grope me, I wasn’t going to sleep with him, but I was alright with flirting. Most of the conversation was perfectly innocent, and we did end up meta-conversing a lot. The meta-conversing was almost entirely how we were flirting. Which in itself was flirting. And meta-flirting* on top of that. It was a lot of fun. Being able to talk that candidly with someone about everything and have it be flirting. He told me I was being mean by tormenting him, I told him his shit eating grin told me he was having fun anyways. I understood what it was to have chemistry with someone. Something I had only glimpse of previously was right there. I ended up getting an hour of sleep that night.

Both of these encounters had built in safety mechanisms for me. The first I had to met my parents, the second he was engaged. There wasn’t going to be a choice for me since it was already made. I wonder if that has partially to do with my interactions with them.

Both of them were fun. I felt like I didn’t have to worry about going to fast, or hurting their feelings. There was no part of me that felt like I had to take care of them.

Granted I’m not interested in a relationship with someone who will cheat on me either. So the two alphas aren’t really an option

*By meta-flirting, we’d stop and discuss my body langue, phrases either of us had used, techniques he’d used to get girls into bed etc.