I'm back! Just a warning, this next chapter is a little introductory. Natasha is being showed the ropes of her new job, so it might feel a bit slow... Please leave a review, or maybe follow or favorite? Thanks to Fluticorn and reecse42! you guys are my favorites :)
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Natasha's apartment was anything but the Ritz. It was a one-bedroom, one-bathroom on the third floor of a four-floor building. It was only accessible by staircase and was filled with weird looking tenants. Her room number was 309, and her door was chipping, periwinkle paint.
As she entered, Natasha remembered how bland the room was. In the middle of one wall there was a bed and in the corners were doorways to each other room-the bathroom, the kitchen, the closet, and the exit. The floors, walls, and ceilings were painted white, and Natasha had yet to unpack so the room had little color.
Nat set her keys and her purse down on the bed and began to unpack the boxes piled up inside her closet. First, Natasha unpacked her sheets and a comforter. The sheets had multi-colored polka-dots on them and the comforter was a deep cobalt. Natasha piled pillows on the top of her bed and ventured back into her closet.
About two hours later, the light outside had begun to fade and Natasha had gotten through all ten boxes of clothing. She arranged it all by season, style, then color. Nat knew that the sudden burst of organization within her wouldn't last, but she was desperate to have a semi-neat closet for at least a week. Hopefully her super-nice closet would inspire Nat to keep it organized for once.
There were about two boxed left. One was full of dry foods, and the other was filled with the extra toiletries and miscellaneous decorations.
Having collapsed on her bed, Natasha pulled out her lifeguard handbook and read for a good half an hour. When she turned the last page of the twelve page packet, Nat's stomach rumbled loudly. Groaning, she heaved herself to her feet and pulled a package of ramen out of the food box. Natasha had a pot, so she filled it with water and placed it on the stove. While she was waiting for the water to boil Natasha proceeded to unpack the food box.
After eating, unpacking, and studying, Natasha had nothing to do but read a book she checked out from the library. Nat curled up on her bed, and read until she fell asleep on the covers.


"Hey, Nat!" Pepper greater Natasha at the gate to the pool area.

"Hi, Pepper." Natasha followed Pepper onto the pool deck. Pepper was wearing a light pink shirt and a navy pair of athletic shorts. Her straight hair was pulled back into a braid, and her bangs were secured by a thin headband.

Natasha carried in her swim bag, filled with the necessities. She had her towel, her breathing mask, a change of clothes, and a whistle on a lanyard. Pepper saw Nat's bag, and lead her to the employee break room. Inside was a gigantic space reserved for the lifeguards and snack bar employees. Lining one wall was a row of lockers, adjacent to a full-sized refrigerator. Across from the entrance was another door labeled "to pool" and in the center of the room was a round table.

Pepper unlocked a locker with a lanyard with three or four keys on it. She turned back to Natasha, holding out the lanyard. "These are your keys. This one-" she held out one labeled with the letter G "-opens the gate. This other one-" this time labeled with the letter L "-is for your locker. This extra key is for this room."

"Thanks," Natasha said. She pulled the whistle off her neck and reattached it to the lanyard Pepper handed her.

"Anytime. By the way, the extra door leads to our indoor facility. We tend to use it more in the winter, but there are always a few guests who like to use it during both seasons. Also, if you have a lunch, you can keep it in the fridge. If you don't have one, that's fine. The snack bar has an employee menu that you can order off of for free."

Natasha finished filling up her locker with everything she wouldn't need to take back to her apartment and shoved the rest of her bag into her locker. She locked it up and followed Pepper to a second table in the corner of the room. It was strategically placed near the door to the outside, and on it was a number of color-coded binders.

"So these binders," Pepper started, "are new this year. I just became Pool Director, and so I decided that this place needed some organization." She paused. "This purple binder is the schedule." Pepper opened it up. "As you can see, the hours everyone works are compiled into one place. This is so if you need someone to cover for you, you can just check to see who's off. The schedule is made every Sunday, but I might make them ahead of time." Pepper set the purple binder down and moved on to the next three. "These blue ones are for guest fees, which we'll show you how to do when you have a closing shift. This green one is filled with extra copies of all the different sheets we use."

Pepper and Natasha moved back outside to the front desk. The desk was shaped like a half circle. Behind it was an umbrella and two seats. Natasha and Pepper sat down.

"Pepper, am I on desk duty today?"

She laughed. "Only because its the only thing I can teach you."

Natasha nodded and the pair laughed. On the desk in front of them was two more binders and multiple clipboards and flyers advertising the different activities around the club.

"Okay, so the quicker we get through this, the faster I can tell you about all of our co-workers!"

Natasha giggled at Pepper's eagerness. "Is that even allowed?"

"I'm the boss. Its allowed now."

"If you say so."

"Okay...but seriously. This first binder is the sign in for the slips are used to keep track of the guests. If a member wants to bring a guest, then you have them fill out one of these." Natasha nodded. "Okay and this other binder is an employee binder. You test the water every hour and if you clean the bathroom you just mark it off."

"Sweet. Thank you for showing me the ropes. I think I'll do great here." Natasha smiled.

Pepper's face lit up. "You have no idea how happy I am to have you here!" Pep's voice got quieter and quicker. "Two years ago, the old pool director, Tony Stark, only hired his guy-friends, so when I finally got a job, I was the only girl."

Natasha's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Isn't that illegal?"

Pepper shrugged. "I'm not sure. I know that Tony ran the place into the ground, and left me to deal with a hellhole workplace."

Natasha's jaw dropped. "How did he even get a job here anyway?"

"His dad owns the club. Which reminds me, Tony hangs out here a lot, so if he harasses you, come get me and I'll slap some sense into him.

Nat nodded, wondering what problems he could possibly cause.

"He thinks I'm his personal assistant or something. Its so annoying." The first family appeared at the gate, and Pepper nodded in their direction. "You can take care of them, I'm going to kick Steve and Clint out of the pool."

Pepper left, leaving Natasha to smile and greet the family as they signed in. So far, so good, Natasha thought.


So, how do you like it so far? Please drop a review and let me know! The story is just starting out, and it will definitely pick up closer to chapter four. I have only written up to three, but I have some good ideas for four, five, and six. Hopefully everything will go a lot better!

Also, I finished summer reading which means that I can concentrate a little more on this story until school starts, so if you like it so far stay tuned!

Thank you so much for reading! Have a nice day!