He Calls Me Lu

Chapter Thirty-Three

“What do you think?” I asked my team, looking over the list of assignments one last time. “Are there any more changes to be made?” The girls shook their heads “no” and had matching mischievous grins on their faces. “Alright, I’ll call Bren and have the guys come over then.”

I picked up my phone and dialed his number. He answered on the second ring, “Hey, baby.”

“Get your boys over here because we’re ready to make the assignments,” I ordered. “That is, if you think you all can handle it.”

“Oh, we’re ready, Lu. See you in five minutes.” He hung up the phone and I smirked at my team.

“They’ll be here in five. Let’s line up so we can make this easier on ourselves.”

The guys looked miserable as they piled into my house. Clearly they were not looking forward to the upcoming weekend of slavery. Brenden was the last one in and he shut the door behind himself. I greeted him with a kiss. “Guess what, babe. You’re mine for the weekend.”

“Thank goodness,” he replied, giving me a light peck on the lips.

“Okay guys, the girls and I have decided who will be assigned to whom. So we’ll go down the list.”

Ashtyn was first, “Come on over, Josh!” followed by Alice, who had chosen Daniel Abbott, the sweeper for the guys team. Selena chose Arik, who was her new toy since he had broken up with Kaylynn. Alexis chose her boyfriend, Cooper. The girls continued until everyone was matched up.

“The rules are simple,” I said after everyone was assigned. “The guys have to do everything the girls ask of them until homeroom on Monday morning. We can’t make you do anything illegal or too immoral. For example, since Josh is paired with Ashtyn, she can’t make him do anything sexual with her since he’s in a committed relationship. Also, every task is to be written down in the notebook that I have given to each girl. Everyone understand?” I was greeted with grunts from the guys and smirks from the girls. “Let the weekend begin!”

Since it was late, a majority of both teams ended up spending the night at my house. We ordered pizza and wings and movies on TV. Already, some of the guys had been made to do some pretty hilarious and embarrassing things. One was ordered to run a naked lap around my house, one was made to send a suggestive e-mail to one of our teachers, and another had to paint his girl’s nails. I was looking forward to see the notebooks at the end of the weekend to see who was made to do the most embarrassing thing.

“Brenny,” I whined, rubbing my hand down Brenden’s arm. “Rub my feet.” He gave me a look. “You have to do everything I say for the whole weekend, remember?” I winked at him and gave him my cutest smile.

“You’re lucky I love you, Luey-Poop.” He readjusted himself and began to massage my feet. What a sweetheart.

“I know I am,” I replied, running my fingers through his hair. “What else would you like to do for me this weekend?”

“Nothing too embarrassing, please,” he begged. “I mean it. I can’t be the one doing the worst thing on my team. I’m the captain.”