Hello, everybody!
Thank you for reading this fic! I'd like to start by saying that this is my first fic ever and that English is not my native language, so there will be many, many mistakes. I'd like help to correct all the mistakes I make and also some criticism, so I can write better. But please, be gentle.
This is definitely a Quick fic, but there will be some Pucktana in the beginning.
It's an AU fic, so the characters will probably be very OOC.
Oh, and I do NOT own Glee.
Puck walked into the apartment complex in Los Angeles. Since he got to LA, four years ago, his pool cleaning business had been growing and he was going to clean the pool of this particular apartment complex for the first time.
It was a surprisingly warm November day, and streaks of sweat slowly made its way down Puck's forehead and torso. As he reached the pool area, the mohawked boy was quick to take his shirt off and start to gather the products he would need.
He paused for a minute to take a look at his surroundings. The pool area was well kept, clean, and had six wooden chairs lined up side by side. On the last one, sat a brunette who was staring back at him and, as soon as she realized she was noticed, a smirk appeared on her face as she slid her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose. Puck mimicked her actions and held her stare for a little while, before getting his attention back to the pool. After all, the sooner he was done with this job, the sooner he would be free to enjoy the rest of his day.
As he resumed to his task, with his back turned to the brunette that sat on the deck chairs, he could feel her eyes on him, checking every inch of him out. The smirk made his way back onto his face. He knew he was an attractive guy, and that he had that effect on most women. And he knew that this women would come on to him in 3, 2,1...
"So, you're the new pool boy?" Asked the brunette, as she walked over to him, stopping by his side. She was wearing a red two piece swimsuit, that made her tan skin stand out. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she looked seductively straight into his eyes.
"Well, I think of myself more like a swimming pool service technician", said the mohawked boy, running his left hand through the patch of hair on his head.
The brunette seemed to ignore his statement. "Well, pool boy number three, I like you better than pool boy number two and pool boy number one. The first one had a very funny smell and the second one made creepy sounds in bed and liked to bark when he came". Puck raised his eyebrows and made a face at this, before smirking once again at her next words. Getting closer to him, the girl whispered "Clearly, there's nothing wrong with your smell. Let's see how freaky you get between my legs." He looked at her and she just stared at him. "I'll be waiting over there", said the brunette, pointing at the deck chairs. As she made her way back there, she shouted over her shoulders "You've got 20 minutes to finish up." Puck just smiled and answered with a "yes, ma'am". As the girl sat back on the chair, he turned her way with a confused look. "I don't think I got your name". The girl just laid back on the chair, as she fixed her sunglasses on her face. "It's Santana". Puck nodded his head as he said "The name is Pu..." before he could finish, she interjected "It's pool boy, we've established that".
With a blank look on his face, Puck went back to his task as he thought that he'd enjoy working there. He liked the cougars, that were always eager to please, but it would be fun to fuck someone this bossy once a month. Yes, that was what was agreed, once a month he'd work on this apartment complex, and between some condos and rich married and unhappy cougars, he had his schedule full for quite a while. He told Finn he'd have the time of his live in LA, and couldn't understand how his friend thought it wouldn't work. He was making decent money, partying most night and had women at his feet. He was having the time of his life.