The Help

People always surprise you.

Disclaimer: As if I need to tell you. They aren't mine.

A/N: I have no idea where this came from but I'm almost positive that it's never been done before so what the hey. I hope you guys like it and please give me feedback. If I think no one's reading it, I'll probably quit posting it.

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Lex sauntered casually into his kitchen only to find it already occupied. There was a young girl -twenty four at the most- with long, flowing red hair dancing around it, singing with the music that flowed out of the little boom box on the counter. She was dressed in what appeared to be pajamas. She topped off the ensamble with a pair of fluffy bunny slippers. She held a sponge in one hand and some cleaning fluid -at least that's what Lex assumed it was; he's never actually seen the stuff- in the other.

Are you infatuated with me?

I could end your curiosity.

And if you don't think I'm too rude, here's your chance to make your move.

I sit and wait for nobody,

People say that my,

My style is so crazy;

I think you like it baby.

Do you want to get nasty?

I dare you to undress me.

She continued her dance until finally, she turned. When she looked up she saw Lex staring at her; an amused eyebrow arched. "So I take it you're the new maid." He looked her up and down. "I don't believe that that's the uniform, however."

"You're right." She said somewhat defiantly, "It's not. This is way more comfortable than that stuffy outfit we're forced to parade around in. I have a question. How are we supposed to clean the house correctly if we're worried about keeping our 'dry clean only' clothes from getting dirty" "Anyway," She began when she saw Lex's mouth open, "I knew that no one was going to be here today so it wouldn't have mattered. This leads me to my next question. What are you doing here, Mr. Luthor? You're supposed to be in Metropolis. A business meeting, I presume."

This girl seemed extremely familiar but he couldn't place where from. "That was quite bold, Miss .?" He trailed off suggestively, waiting for her reply. When none came, he continued. "You are aware that I am your employer, correct?"

That comment didn't shake her at all. "It wasn't in my contract to be discreet and know nothing." She replied, dismissing the idea that she could be fired entirely. "Plus, aren't you bored of having everybody listen to you? I thought it was about time for a change."

He ignored her comment. "I think it's time to continue with your work. However lovely your voice may be, I believe I'm paying you to clean, not perform." And with that, he was gone.

Once he left the room, Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but smile. Her plan had worked; he didn't recognize her. She supposed she had her newly red locks and the element of surprise to thank for that. 'It's not like he's expecting me to become a maid at his house. Do you think he really expects me to go this far just for a story?' She thought to herself. 'Plus with a new identity for this assignment, thanks to my contacts, he'll never realize that it's me. This is too perfect.'

*****

Lex paged his secretary. "Betty?"

"Yes, Mr. Luthor?"

"Get me the information on the new maid."

"Yes, sir."

Five minutes later, he heard a knock on his door. "Come in." He said. Betty stuck her head in the door.

"I have the information on the new maid here, Mr. Luthor."

"Thank you, Miss Simon. Please put it on my desk."

She did as she was told. Lex picked up the file and read the name. Lorelei Williams; nothing familiar at all about that. He repeated it again. Still nothing. He still couldn't shake the feeling that he knew her from somewhere else. He supposed he'd have to take that up with her. He didn't have to do it right now -she was one of the live-in maids, he had plenty of time.

He fell asleep with the new maid, Lorelei, on his mind.

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A/N: Please tell me what you think. Was it good? Did it suck? Should I continue?