Foster

Chapter One

Heather's POV.

"I'm sorry. You want me to what?!" I scream at the idiot in front of me for the fifth time.

"Let me say this slower. You. Are. Going. To. Be. My. Slave." He replys in a very slow manner.

"Asshole, I heard you. I just don't exactly get what you mean. How the hell am I going to be your 'slave'?!" My voice was a tad calmer because I didn't want to disturb the neighbors too much.

"Simple, you are going to do whatever needs to be done in my club." He crosses his arms and leans against his barely dented car.

"What 'club' are you talking about?! You're insane you know that Gabe!?" I place my hands on my hips and stomped my foot, yeah I may be acting childish but come on, he's being a complete ass.

"My, my Foster, no need for your harsh tone. You see, there's this club at school that I'm in, but it's not just me. Theres four other guys too. You'll get to meet them tomorrow, but for now, I'm tired and going to bed because you bore me. Goodnight Foster."

The entire time Gabe was speaking, I probably looked like a silent movie, because my facial expression changed from pissed off, to shock, then back to pissed off and then I laughed at how stupid this whole situation sounds.

There was no way Gabe was literally getting me to be his slave. He's insane if he thinks I'll actually do everything he wants. Ha! Yeah right.

"Gabe I can't believe you're making me do this." I groan while trudging beside the six foot three bonehead, I decided to give Gabe a nickname considering he gave me one.

"Oh shut up Foster. I could have made it way worse." He replys.

I snorted, "Yeah sure you could. This is going to be HELL." My face then collided with Gabe's back.

"Watch where you're going Foster." I flip him the bird behind his back and stuck out my tongue.

"Y'know, sticking your tongue out doesn't make you attractive at all. It's quite immature, so stop acting like a child because I don't want you embarrassing me in front of my clients." Clients? What the heck is this guy talking about? I guess my question will soon be answered.

Gabe opened a door with a sign that said 'Library #10' above it. Bonehead walked inside and I followed, I was greeted by black leather couches placed all around the room. Most of them were facing each other with a simple wood coffee table in between them. There were large windows on the back wall surrounded by pale grey wall paint.

All together this room was defiantly not a library that's for sure.

"Gabe, so glad you could finally make it. It's almost time." A deep husky voice came from one of the couches, I was too busy admiring the room I didn't notice the four guys sitting on one of the couches.

These were not ordinary boys, they looked like they were dropped from heaven, they looked like Greek gods. They were defiantly four of the most gorgeous guys I've ever seen.

I took my sweet time taking in all their sexiness.

The first boy Gabe introduced was the one who spoke, "This is Oliver Wood" He was somewhat tan, he had light brown hair swept to one side with dark brown eyes, he was sexy.

The next boy who sat beside him was another brunette but he had blue eyes. He was also just as sexy as Oliver, Gabe pointed at him and says, "Denzel Carrington." He gave a small three finger wave and smiled. Oh my god his smile is so cute!

"Logan Bell." Gabe now pointed to a blonde boy, he had the most gorgeous eyes I had ever seen in my entire life. They were an amazing bluey greenish color. He was so hot.

"Hello!" He says, wait. He's got an Irish accent! Now he's just ten times hotter. I just smiled back at him and waved.

"And finally, this is Reid Smith." Gabe spoke and snapped me back into reality. The last boy was drop dead gorgeous. I could tell through his black tee that he was very well fit. He had brown hair that spikes up at the front, and had bright green eyes. He was perfect, except the fact that he looked at me with this somewhat glare.

"And this is Foster," I elbow him in the gut, "I mean Heather." I mutter 'douche' toward Gabe and the gave the other four boys my best smile.

"Why is she here Gabe?" Oliver asks. They didn't know?! Gabe just thinks he runs everything around here.

"Well boys, shes here to be our slave." Gabe answers the question and smirked at me, I roll my eyes at him.

"What do you mean 'slave'?" This question came from Denzel.

"Shes going to do whatever we want, for the club. If you need anything she'll get it." Gabe says with a slight laugh, oh so he thinks this is funny? Try being in my shoes pal!

"That sounds more like a dog then a slave." Reid says with a bored tone, first time I heard him speak and holy, his voice was deep.

"Why would you call her a slave or a dog? I say we give her a more cooler name, like bunny! Oooh! or dragonfly! No wait, Grasshopper! Yes grasshopper! You are now our grasshopper!" Logan exclaims with excitement. That boy was talking a mile a minute.

Gabe looked at me and smirks, "Or you could just call her Foster." I looked around the room at each of the boys and they all agreed to 'Foster'.

This wasn't going to be fun at all.