I hope you all enjoy this.

Just incase you all were wondering I'm gonna have Santana be 26 in this story and I think I like the idea of them living in Texas ha ha.

It's been three days since Ms. Lopez started at our store, I was off the past two days so I haven't seen her since she started. Well, that's a lie, I totally had a sex dream about her. I still can't get over how hot she is, its totally distracting.

I'm working 7am-330 today, which I'm totally happy about. Sam works the same shift so when we get off we're going over to Pucks to play some video games and drink beer.

I really hope Ms. Lopez opens today.

Let me explain what I mean. We have four managers in this store, three Co-managers and one Store Manager. The opening shift is 8am-530, the middle shift is 10am-7, and the closing shift is 1-10pm. So usually we have three or four managers here at the same time when 1pm hits, depending on the day, sometimes we could only have two here all day. Anyway, if Ms. Lopez opens this morning then I'll get to see her beautiful face in just an hour, so I really hope she opens.

At 6:55 I jump out of my truck and make my way into the store. When I make it to the time clock I see Sam leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. I'm pretty sure he and Puck stayed up late playing games.

"Hey!" I yell when I get closer to him.

Sam jumps back in surprise hitting his head on the time clock in the process "Fuck" he whispers as he grabs the back of his head.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself" I shrug with a laugh walking around him to clock in.

"That was mean, I think I have a concussion" he mumbled pushing me out of the way so he can clock in.

"I doubt that, you have a pretty thick head" I laugh once again "We still going to Pucks later?" I ask as I walk with him to the Produce Prep room. That's what Sam does here, he works in the Produce department, which means he stocks produce. Obviously.

"Yeah, for sure. I can't wait to kick his ass. He was being such a dick when we played last night, I was nice enough to stay up and play with him and all he did was fucking kill me" he shook his head before walking into the Prep room.

"That's Puck for you, takes advantage when you're tired because he knows he would lose any other way" I laugh leaning against the wall.

Sam grabs his apron, slipping it on over his head "True shit" he smiles "Have you met the new Store Manager?" He asks with an eyebrow wiggle.

I shake my head at his loserness "Yeah I met her on her first day. I'm guessing by the boner you're sporting that you met her as well?" I smirk.

"Fuck you" he laughs "She is really hot, like really hot" he says while checking his apron pockets for his pen and pad.

"Yeah she is, she knows it too" I say with a smile "I didn't make much of an impression on her though" I shrug kicking off the wall.

"What happened?" Sam asked as we made our way back onto the floor so Sam could check out what he needs.

"Well, I was going on break and when I turned out of aisle 9 I ran into a cart. Like seriously ran into it, I had to put ice on my dick later on" Sam laughs "She happened to be the one pushing the cart" I shrug with a smile. "I also can't seem to speak to her without stuttering, so she probably thinks I have a permanent stutter" I shake my head with a groan "Like, that is such a turn off."

Sam laughs "She's your boss anyway, it's not like you need to turn her on. Even if she wasn't our boss you don't have the balls to approach someone as hot as that" he smiles writing down the products he needs.

In case you haven't noticed, I slack off a lot. I like to walk around and talk to my friends before I start working.

"Whatever, I can get girls" I scoff.

"Yeah, girls. That one, is a bonafide woman" Sam says pointing his finger to the managers office. Sam turns around and heads back to the prep room "You're worse than Puck, thinking you can get someone like her. He really thinks he's gonna get in Fabray's pants" he grabs his cart and walks into the cooler.

"Have I told you recently that you are an excellent friend?" I ask with a hint of sarcasm.

Sam smirks "Only everyday" he shrugs "Go clean the bathrooms before a manager gets here and rips you a new one" he grabs a box of apples sliding it onto his cart.

"Oh fuck off" I say walking out of the cooler with a smile.

I guess it is about that time I start my job. It's already 7:30, a manager will be here soon. Fingers crossed it's Ms. Lopez.

I walk to the cleaning center, grabbing a mop bucket and placing it on my cleaning cart. I grab a bottle of soap, pouring some into the bucket before filling it with water. I pull my phone out while I wait, I notice I have a message from Rachel.

R- Hey, I'm bring cake to work today for the people in Pharmacy. I know you and Sam are working so I'll make sure I save you guys some :)

Sweet, Rachel is so awesome...sometimes. She does make some bomb ass cake though.

B- Sweet, you know we appreciate it :)

I slip my phone back in my pocket and turn the water off. I grab the hose and hang it back up. I grab a clean mop and place it into the super clean mop bucket. I make sure I have paper towels, gloves, and my toilet spray. I would say cleaning the bathrooms can be the worst part about this job. I've seen some shit...literally.

We have four bathrooms in our store. We have a Men and Women's bathroom back here by the break room and cleaning center, it's technically an Employee's bathroom but customers are constantly using them. The other two bathrooms are up front by the second entrance and the Pharmacy. Those are smaller.

I grab my cleaning cart and take the 20 steps it takes to get to the back Women's bathroom. I open the door and prop it open with the trash can that sits in the corner. I look around and groan, it's a fucking mess. I scratch the back of my neck walking to the back of the door so I can read the log and see who was on utilities last night. It's signed RL, fucking Ryder. He's such a lazy piece of shit.

"Fuck" I groan smacking the door.

"You better watch your language Ms. Pierce" I hear outside the bathroom. I immediately frown, not because I was caught cussing, but because that's Ms. Fabrays voice. Which means, Ms. Lopez isn't opening today. Fuck.

I walk around the door and see Ms. Fabray standing there with her hand on her hip and a smile on her face.

"Sorry about that" I smile a crooked smile "I'm just tired of Ryder not doing his job" I say throwing my arm behind me to show her what a mess the bathroom was.

Ms. Fabray walks in the restroom and glances in all the stalls "Yes, he isn't quite doing what he needs to, is he?" She asks with a head tilt. "We can't have these bathrooms looking like this, I'll talk to Ms. Lopez when she comes in" She says as she walks back out. My heart starts to beat faster at the mention of Ms. Lopez, at least I'll get to see her today.

"I'd appreciate that. W-what time is M-Ms. L-Lopez coming in?" I shake my head at my stutter. I'm not even talking to her and I'm fucking stuttering.

Ms. Fabray smiles a sweet smile "She'll be here at 1, she's closing tonight. I'll make sure she gets with you about this situation" she points to the bathroom "Maybe you can take some pictures for proof" she smiles. "Ms. Lopez seems to take things very seriously when they aren't done right" she nods looking around "Which is good, as you know our last Store Manager didn't feel the same" she frowns before shrugging her shoulders "Oh well, I'll let you get back to work" she smiles before walking away.

I won't lie, I watched her walk away. She is really pretty. I can see why Puck drools over her. I smile before going back to work and cleaning up these nasty bathrooms. `


Around 12:45 I go outside with my trash bin to change the trash on our front sidewalk. As I slip on my gloves I look around the parking lot, watching all the people come in. I always wondered why so many people are here during the day, like don't they have jobs? I grab the trash bin top placing it on the ground, as I go to pull the trash bag out I look up and see Ms. Lopez getting out of her car. She seems to drive a Cherry Red Mustang, a sexy car for a sexy woman. I shake my head before going back to my job. I grab the trash tossing it into my trash bin before grabbing a new bag. I shake the new bag out, just as I'm about to put it in the trash can-

"Hello Brittany" I hear.

I look up to see a beautiful smile on Ms. Lopez's face. Fuck she is sexy. She's wearing black trousers and a very tight white blouse tucked into them and heels. I try to keep my eyes to myself, but it's really hard.

I clear my throat looking up at her "Ms. Lopez" I say with a nod and a small smile.

"How are you today?" She asks as she takes a step towards me.

"I'll be b-better once I'm o-off" I stutter with a small smile placing the trash bag in the trash can and placing the top back on.

Ms. Lopez laughs "I'm sure you will" She winks before walking into the store.

I throw my head back with a whine, why must she be so hot? And why must she be my boss?

I grab my bin and walk further down the walk to the next trash can. As I go to take the top off Sam walks out eating an Apple.

"Hey Britt, you wanna go on break?" He asks leaning against the column by the trash can.

"Yeah, give me a few minutes to finish the trash" I say changing this trash can quickly.

"You see Ms. Lopez?" He asks taking a bite of his Apple.

"Yeah she said hello to me when she came in" I smiled thinking about how good she looked in her business attire.

"She looks good today" he said with an eyebrow wiggle "Like real good" he laughs, finishing his apple before throwing the core in my freshly changed trash can.

"Yeah...she does" I sigh grabbing my bin and walking back inside the store with Sam right behind me. When I walk in I see Ms. Lopez and Ms. Fabray talking by the floral station, which is right by the main entrance. When Sam and I walk by them Ms. Lopez smiles at me before looking back to Ms. Fabray.

This woman will be the death of me.

Once Sam and I make it to the break room I walk over to the sink to wash my hands.

"I'm fucking tired" I complain as I sat down.

"Me too, I hate working so early. Then again, I love getting off early" he smiles flicking crumbs off the table. I guess I should clean these tables before I leave.

"I think I might take a nap before I go over to Pucks" I yawn leaning back against my chair.

"I probably will too since I went to bed so late" he looks over at the TV, which is on mute "I can't wait to kill him on that game."

I laugh "I'm sure he'll get pissed and that's always funny" I smile standing up to get a cup of water. As I turn the faucet on the break room door opens. I don't look up, expecting just another regular employee.

"Hello Sam" I hear. I know that voice. I look up from filling up my glass and see Ms. Lopez standing there.

"Ms. Lopez" I glance at Sam as he says hello, I almost think I see a little bit of drool on his chin.

"Brittany" I snap my eyes to Ms. Lopez when she says my name "Ms. Fabray spoke with me about Ryder" I nod my head. Ms. Lopez smiles "If you don't mind, after your break to come to my office so you can tell me the problem?" She tilts her head with squinted eyes.

I look back to Sam who has a shit eating grin on his face before looking back over to her "Y-eah I will" I say before going back to filling my cup up.

"Great" Ms. Lopez says before exiting the break room with such grace.

I lay my head down on my forearms and groan while Sam sits there and laughs at me.

"B-Britt" he laughs again "That was great" he smacks his hand down on the table.

I lean back up to take a drink of my water "What is wrong with me?" I groan "Why can't I fucking speak properly around her?" I walk back to the table to sit down.

"Yeah, you got issues" Sam says before standing up "Good luck up there. Don't bite your tongue trying to talk" He laughs walking out of the break room.

"Fuck" I whisper. I really don't understand what's happening. I'm 22 years old and I can't fucking talk to someone, just because they're hot? It could also be because she's my boss and she does intimidate me. Yeah that's it, I just get nervous cause she's my boss, there's nothing wrong with me.

I finish my drink throwing my cup in the trash before making my way up front to talk to Ms. Lopez.


I make it up to her office without freaking out, even though my hands have started to sweat, I haven't freaked out.

I walk closer to her door, leaning my head in and lightly tapping my fist against the door frame.

Ms. Lopez looks up from her computer with a smile "Brittany, take a seat please" she says waving her hand to the chair across from her desk.

"Y-You wanted to s-see me?" I ask quietly looking around her office, trying to avoid her beautiful brown eyes.

"Do I make you nervous?" She asks.

I glance at her before looking down at my hands "Y-yes" I say looking back to her.

"Why is that?" She asks crossing her arms over her chest, making her shirt look even tighter.

I quickly glance down to her chest before looking back up at her "You're m-my b-boss."

"Is that the only reason?" I see a tiny smile forming on her face.

I look around her office, it's quite nice. She's added a plant and hung some paintings on the wall. I stare out of the huge window she has that overlooks the store. From where I'm sitting I can only see the ceiling.

"Y-yes that's the o-only reason" I lie looking back to her with a small smile.

"Well, don't be. You have no reason to feel nervous around me" She smiles clasping her hands together on her desk. "Now, Ms. Fabray mentioned there is a problem with this boy Ryder who does Utilities?" She asks with a head tilt.

I nod my head "Yeah, h-he doesn't really d-do his job" I sigh scratching the back of my neck.

"What do you mean by that exactly? Like he doesn't do anything at all?"

"Well, h-he usually does everything, but the b-bathrooms. Every time he works and I come in the next day the restrooms look as if t-they haven't been touched. The floor is covered with paper t-towels and toilet p-paper. The toilet seats have p-pee on them, and the toilet paper holders are mostly empty."

Ms. Lopez nods her head for me to continue.

"The night utilities p-person gets off at 9, so if he was to do his actual j-job in the bathrooms then they shouldn't look like that. Yeah people come in here all n-night because we are 24 hours, but there is no way they could get that d-dirty in less than 10 hours. I've worked until 9 and came in at 7 the next day and they l-looked good, so I know that he's the p-problem" I nod my head and sit back against the chair.

Ms. Lopez nods her head with a frown "I understand that, I haven't met Ryder yet so I can't really agree with him being the problem just yet." I huff and look to the ceiling "Hey" Ms. Lopez says "I'm not saying I don't believe you, I would just like to meet him and see his work ethic myself" she nods her head.

"Okay" I shrug and stand up.

"Wait" Ms. Lopez says while standing up and walking around her desk. Oh God, she's getting too close "Ms. Fabray also said you took some pictures of the bathrooms this morning?" I slowly nod my head "May I see them?" She asks taking a step towards me.

I swallow and slowly reach into my pocket to get my phone. I type in my pass code and go directly to my photos. I look up to Ms. Lopez and see her biting her bottom lip as she watches my fingers move across the screen. Pretty sure I felt my dick twitch.

"Here" I say handing her my phone. Her fingers brush against mine as she grabs it and brings it closer to her face.

I think I might be dead. Ms. Lopez...the hottest woman I have ever seen...is holding my phone. Her fingers are actually touching my phone.

"You think I can send these to my phone? So I can show them to Ryder when I see him, I know he's working tonight" she says looking up at me.

I slowly nod my head feeling my dick twitch once again when she smiles.

Ms. Lopez types her number in and sends the pictures to her phone, I look over to her desk when I hear the vibration.

"Thanks" She says handing me my phone and walking back to her desk. Her ass looks really good in those pants "I will make sure I speak to Ryder about this" she winks before sitting back down in her chair.

"I-I a-appreciate it" I say walking backwards out of her office with my heart feeling like it wants to jump out of my chest. Is this what a heart attack feels like?

When I get back downstairs I go straight to Produce to talk to Sam. I get over there and see him stocking Banana's-

"You know, you could probably put an entire Banana in your mouth, peel and all and your mouth would still look the same" I say when I walk up to him.

"Fuck you" Sam says throwing a Banana at me and laughing "How'd it go with Lopez?"

"Good, she said she was going to talk to Ryder" I nod my head "She sent the pictures I took of the bathrooms to her phone. She touched my phone dude."

"Just something else for you to jack off too" he shakes his head with a laugh "Did she delete her number?" He asked opening a new box of Bananas.

I didn't even think of that. I take my phone out of my pocket and go to my messages. The last message I sent is to a Ms. Lopez. Holy fuck, she actually kept her number in my phone and she made herself a fucking contact. I guess she doesn't want me to know her first name, oh well.

"Sam...I have her number" I whisper before Sam snatches my phone.

"Fuck, she even put her name" he said with wide eyes "Does that mean she wants you to keep it?" He asked handing me my phone back.

I shake my head "I-I guess?" I have her number, not that i can really do anything with it. But I have her number.

"Fuck, maybe you do have a shot" he laughs going back to his job.


Later on that night I'm sitting on a couch in Puck's basement drinking a beer and watching Sam kill Puck for the 10th time.

"Sam, I swear if you kill me one more time" Puck growls pushing Sam on shoulder.

"Payback's a bitch pussy" Sam laughs as he shoots Puck once again.

Sam and Puck love to play Call Of Duty. I never really play this game, I'm more of a sports video gamer or like Mario Kart. I get really frustrated in games where I can easily die and I usually end up breaking things. Which is why I have bought Puck at least three new controllers.

"Hey Puck, Quinn asked about you today" I say taking a drink of my beer.

Puck sits up "No shit?" He exclaims totally forgetting about the game.

"No, I'm just fucking with you" I laugh finishing off my beer and high fiving Sam.

"I hate you sometimes dude, seriously" Puck whines going back to the game "I had someone call about wanting their yard cut but if you're gonna be a dick then I won't tell you who it is and I'll get all the money" he shoots Sam's player in the head.

"Yeah that will work out for you. Seeing as I have the truck and the lawn mowers, I think you'll do a bang up job with a pair of scissors" I smile.

"Fuck" he shouts "Why am I friends with you people?" He laughs getting off the couch to get us more beer.

"Because we're awesome, now tell me about this new client" I say accepting the beer from him.

"Well, they texted me and said they saw our flyer and that they needed their grass cut by Saturday. You get off early Friday right?" I nod my head "Good, they want us to come on Friday after 6pm" he says taking a sip of his beer.

"What's their name? And how much are we getting?"

"Santana, they didn't give me a last name which is sketchy. But the name sounds hot so I don't care" he laughs with a shrug going back to the game "They have a decent size yard so they said they would give us 50 each" he smiled.

"Sweet, I get off at 3 on Friday so I guess I'll pick you up at 5:30?" I ask looking over at him.

"Sounds good to me" he laughs when he shoots Sam in the head once again.


Friday evening rolls around and I am actually pretty excited to cut grass. I love cutting grass, it's...relaxing. I park my truck in front of Pucks house and wait for him to come out. I see him come from his backyard with a big gas tank, he places it in my truck bed before hopping in the front seat.

"Sup Pierce" he nods his head putting his seat belt on "I got their address" he says typing it into my GPS "They live about 20 minutes away. It's a nice fucking neighborhood" he says leaning his head back.

"Cool. What you do all day?" I ask pulling off towards the direction the GPS says to go.

"Not shit, sat in my basement playing games. How was work, was your girl working?" He smirked.

"Yeah she opened, she looked good too" I smiled as he laughed.

We get to the house in 25 minutes, I pull up in front and turn my truck off.

"Fuck this is a nice neighborhood, the backyard will take the longest" I say looking at the huge house we are currently parked in front of.

"Yeah it will, you want the back or the front?" Puck asked going to open the door.

"Back. I'll go let them know we're here while you get everything ready" I say climbing out of the truck.

This really is a nice house. It's a nice shade of baby blue with a double wide driveway and two garage doors. I bet there are some nice cars in there.

I walk up to the front door and knock on the door. When the door opens I freak out just a little. Internally of course.

"M-Ms. Lopez?" I ask looking her up and down and damn, am I glad I did. She is wearing a really tight black tank top and really short shorts. She has her hair up in a messy bun and black trimmed glasses perched on her nose.

"Hello Brittany" she smiles leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.

"T-This is your h-house?" I stutter out while looking back at Puck who hasn't even noticed.

"It is" she smiles "I saw your flyer in the lobby the other day and I thought I'd give you all a try and see if it works out" she shrugs.

I slowly nod my head "Okay, w-well we're g-going to get s-started" I say backing up.

Ms. Lopez smiles with a head nod before closing her front door.

I practically run to Puck "Puck...this is Ms. Lopez's house" I whisper.

Puck's eyes go wide "No shit? She's Santana?" He asks.

Santana, her name is Santana.

I smile "Yeah, she is."

Okay so I feel like this was a really shitty chapter but I hope you all enjoy it any way! I feel like my brain in all jumbled. Let me know if there is something you want me to change or anything. Love it? Hate it?

I'm sorry there wasn't any Smut or any type of Sexy times. But it will come, and it will be worth it!

Also I'm sure me saying Ms. Lopez and Ms. Fabray is really annoying but I gotta do it. And I'm sure Brittany's stuttering is annoying as well but that will stop.