A/N: Hi! I got this idea a couple days ago. I hope you like it. I just wanted to say that English isn't my first language. I don't know if its good or not. I hope you guys give it a shot.
Chapter one:
Flashback
I looked around, I took a deep breath and opened the doors. I hang up the sign. "Open" I went back into the store and stood behind the desk. My first day, I have done everything to be here and I finally made it. Hours passed as a couple of persons came in, wondering around, but never buying something. I greeted every single one of them, "Morning" and later of course "Afternoon". I knew there wasn't anything like this around, I did my research. It was around 2pm when my first costumer came to me. He was tall, really tall and he was wearing a red and white striped t-shirt. He had blond, you could say Justin Bieber, hair, grey eyes and his mouth was huge. His lips were you could say like a frog his lips. So enormous. He smiled slightly when he laid the object he wanted to buy on the desk. "Hi, I would like to buy this." He said. I took it and scanned it, "That would be $12, you made a good choice. And as my first costumer I would like to give you the chance to pick something else and take it for free." I said with a smile. He smiled and looked me in the eye. "Can I come back another time for that? My wife is waiting for me." I smiled. "Yeah, that's fine. I just do want to write you some sort of a check that you can get it because I may be not here when you come. My new cashier starts tomorrow." I took a piece of paper out of a draw and wrote on it 'Because this men is the first costumer in this store he can get a one-time free pass for an object in the store, this men his name is' I stopped writing and looked up. "To whom can I give this check?" He smiled. "Sam Evans." 'Sam Evans and this check gives him the chance to get anything he wants for one time. This check is been given out by Santana Lopez. I gave him the check after putting my signature on it. "Here you go." He gave me twelve dollars and took the check and looked at it. "Thanks, Have a nice day, Santana Lopez." He walked away. "Have a nice day yourself." I smiled.
After Sam Evans there were a couple more costumers. I liked this a lot. I was enjoying myself by watching how the people reacted when they came in, it was enlightening. I had get used to the store of course but for people who have never been here, it would probably be a new world for them. I totally get that of course. Stores like this aren't really common. I have seen many big cities but stores like this are not everywhere. There wasn't one in this city and that surprised me. New York City has always been a dream to live in and now I do. I couldn't be happier about it. It was 6pm and it was time to close the doors when I walked towards the doors to close them a woman walked in. "I'm closing ma'am." She looked at me. I took a good look at her and saw a tall, blonde woman with blue eyes. I looked her in the eyes and I thought I was drowning away. "Give me 5 minutes?" She pouted. I couldn't resist, with all the power I had, I couldn't say no. "Yeah sure, 5 minutes." She smiled at me. "Thanks." She looked around, searching. "Anything specific you are looking for?" I said, for the first time today trying to make a conversation. "Mm nah not really, just looking around." She looked up with a wink. I don't know why but I felt my cheeks getting warm. "Okay, just letting you know in 3 minutes I'm going to close for real." She chuckled and grabbed an object I wouldn't have guessed she would grab it. "I'll take this then." I walked behind the counter and waited for her to come. She made her way over here until here eye got distracted by something. She took it in her hands and smiled. I looked at every movement she made, every breathe she took. I looked at her long legs, her long blonde hair that was hanging just over her shoulders, a little curly. I could definitely say that she was seriously the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I was staring but didn't realize it until she looked me in the eye in front of me. I felt my cheeks get warm again and looked at what she laid on the counter. I smiled. I took it and scanned it. "Good choice you have here. That would be $36." She smiled. "Well, to be honest, my husband just told me he didn't want to be with me anymore, so you could say I need it." She said casually. "Oh, I am sorry to hear that, I'm sure he lost his mind completely, because who wouldn't want to be with such a beautiful woman as you?" I saw that her cheeks got slightly red. "Yeah it probably is his loss not mine. How much was it again?" She got her wallet. "Um, $36." She gave $40 dollars. "Keep the change and I don't need a plastic bag. I guess I should go you wanted to close, right?" I frowned and fumbled with the bottom of my shirt. "Uh, yeah, uh, wait, do you maybe want to go somewhere and talk some more? Or we just can go upstairs to my place and order a pizza?" I said, slightly blushing. Her eyes lighted up and she said; "Your place sounds good, I'm Brittany by the way." I smiled. "Okay, let me close up and we can go upstairs through the back, you can go already if you want?" She smiled. "Um, I will go upstairs and wait for you there?" I smiled. "Sounds good, oh and I'm Santana." She smiled. "Awesome name. I'll see you in a sec." I nod and watch her go upstairs.
People always say love comes at unpredictable times. I can't believe I am standing here in my store, that I just met a beautiful woman, whom I kind of asked out already. This is unbelievable. I give myself the time to close the store and turn off all the lights before heading upstairs. I find Brittany, looking at my books. "Hey." I say, not wanting to interrupt her thoughts. "Hey, you got some good books here. Charles Dickens, Shakespeare. Interesting." She smiles. I laugh. "I like to read them and laugh at it. So do you want something to drink?" I walk towards the open kitchen. "You have some wine or beer?" "Of course, beer?" She nods. I open the fridge and grab two beers and make my way to the couch, while opening my bottle I take my shoes off. "Santana?" She says softly, sitting next to me on the couch. "Yes?" I say, looking at her. "Are you for real?" She says with a slight sparkle in her eyes. I look at her confused. "What?" She laughs and shows a book she apparently was holding, 'WHMS yearbook 2000'. "Did you go to this high school?" I nod. "Yes, I went there junior and senior year, I lived in Porto Rico first and then came to Lima, when my dad got a job there. Why? Did you go there?" She shakes her head. "No, I didn't. I went to a private school in Lima though. I graduated in 2002, but my husband- ex-husband went there. He graduated in 2001. Maybe you know him?" I take a zip of my beer. "Maybe I do, tell me his name?" She smiles. "No, not yet." She says with a slight smirk on her face. "Oh, why not?" She brings the bottle to her lips and drinks it empty right away. I look at her. "Because, I want to scan the book first before telling, maybe he's in it." She opens the book and starts scanning the pages. "He was in Glee Club; New Directions and he did synchronized swimming." I smile. "I was in Glee Club for a little, but I was a cheerio so I didn't stick around that long." I watch her scan the names and pictures. "It would be funny if you know him." I chuckle. "Yeah, but if he was in Glee Club I probably threw a slushy in his face so now and then.." She giggled. "Yeah that could be possible, well I don't see him in here. But I don't want to talk about him anymore, do you mind like dropping this subject and let's move on and maybe talk about it some other time?" She closes the yearbook and lays it down on the coffee table. I look at her. "Of course, no pressure here."
Somewhere between the talking and the eating pizza, Brittany sits closer every time she stands up or moves forward. The beer is starting to run out when Santana looks at the clock. "Oh lord, it's 2 am. I have to open the store at 11, I hate to say it but I think I should go to bed. Do you feel like going home or do you want to crash in the guest room?" She looks at Santana, she is a little drunk, I stopped drinking two hours ago, but Brittany didn't. She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out so she takes another zip of her beer and clears her throat. "I- I would-d like t-to stay-y in the g-guest r-room." I smile. "That's great, I'll take you there." I stand up and offer her my hand. I take her to the guest room. "I'll be right back, I'll get you some clothes to sleep in." I walk to my room and grab some old sweats and a tank top. I go back to the guest room and see that Brittany already fell asleep. I doubt for a moment. Shall I get her changed or not? I decided to get her changed. I take off her shoes and take off her socks, carefully. I unbutton her jeans and slowly slide it off her. I put on the sweatpants and breathe in. She has such a smooth skin. So soft. I unbutton her blouse and stare at her breasts for a second. For a moment I am thinking of taking her bra off too, but then I think at myself, no, you just met the girl. I slowly dress her with the tank top and I stand up and lay her clothes on the chair next to the bed. I go to the guest bathroom and poor a glass of water and get some aspirins. I lay them on the cabinet. I lift her up slowly and carefully and get her under the blankets. I turn off the light and whisper "Goodnight Brittany."
The next morning my alarm wakes me up. I turn it off and sigh. I hate mornings. I groan and get up. I walk to the bathroom and wash my face before walking to the kitchen when I see a note on the fridge. Brittany. I suddenly remember last night. Oh god, I totally forgot about her for a second. I pick up the note and read it:
"hi Santana, thank you so much for letting me crash here. I slept amazing. Thanks for the aspirin and water, I needed it, a lot. I had to go but I will leave my number in this note so you can text me when you want to hang out sometime again? I really had fun, you took my mind off the stuff what's going on with my marriage and stuff. Thanks. I'm saying thank you a lot but I just am really grateful that you kind of took care of me when I was a mess. Thanks. Okay I'm going to stop now. Have a good day , contact me? Brittany. 5554691"
I feel a smile on my face. This girl is absolutely different, but so amazing. I put the note back on the fridge. Shall I text her? Just to give her my number? Is it too soon? I make myself some breakfast, still debating on what to do. I decide to send her a text. But a casual one, just to give her my number. Yes, that is what I'm going to do.
To Brittany: Hey, this is my number. – Santana
I stare at it for a while before sending it. Is it okay? I close my eyes and take a deep breathe. Stop being such a pussy Santana. Send the damn text and see what happens. Don't make too big of a deal out of it, jeez. I open my eyes and press the send button. "Message Send" I let a breathe out that I was apparently holding. I leave my phone on the kitchen table before getting dressed. I look at the clock and see that I have to hurry because the new employee is coming soon and I have to teach her some stuff before the store opens. She can't look like an amateur. The moment I decide to go downstairs, I hear my phone buzz on the table. I walk to the table and pick the phone up. "1 new text" I swallow and take a breath before opening the text. I open it.
From Brittany: Hey! Have a good day. Thanks again for being there. – Brittany
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