"Tomorrow, the people from Stamford are coming," Michael said at another one of our 'meetings'. "So, Amber, I expect this place to be so clean that I can eat off the floor."

I sighed, and nodded. After a little under a week, Michael has decided that file clerk actually means 'cleaning and running errands' clerk. Thankfully, I can clean just as fast as I can organize papers. At least he has stopped calling me stripper. Well, a little bit anyway.

"Come on Michael," Toby started. "She's been here just under a week. She's a file clerk, not a maid."

"Toby, if you don't shut up I will make you shut up," Michael warned.

Toby looked into the camera besides the door, and kept quiet.

I was really starting to like Toby. He was sweet, and innocent. He would never hurt a fly, and he had the patience of a saint. You see how Michael treats him. He has to be patient to be able to work with that! Even though he was balding just slightly, I found him quite attractive. He hasn't asked me on a date, and I don't know if I have the courage to ask him out. Maybe he doesn't see me in that way. Oh well, work is not a place to find love. Even though Ryan comes into the annex to make out with Kelly more times a day than I can count.

"Okay, meeting is over!" Michael threw up his hands, and smiled.

We all piled out of the conference room. Under my desk in the annex was a box with cleaners, and towels. If Michael was going to treat me like the cleaning service, might as well be prepared. I took the box from under my desk, and put it on the seat, making sure that everything was there that I needed.

"You know, you don't have to clean," Toby stated.

"Might as well," I replied. "Besides, it gets me on my feet, and gives me a break from filing."

Toby shrugged, made that Toby face that I liked, and went back to his own paper work.

"Oh," I said as I opened the door. "If you have anything that needs filing, just put it on my desk. I finished all of Kelly's paperwork yesterday, finally."

"Okay, I'll do that," Toby gave me a half smile, and went back to work.

I walked into the conference room, and immediately started cleaning. I was not getting fired because Michael made me clean instead. I need to file the rest of everyone's documents that haven't already been filed up to this point, and then do everyone's data entries. I've already done Kelly's, and Michael's filing. Hopefully, everyone else doesn't have that much to file since, data entry is not something I joke around with nor does it take a day to do. Another month or two I would be doing filing everyday except Friday, and that day would be data entry day. Of course, I do other things like cross-reference but, I do this job for the organization aspect. I'm good at it. Obviously I'm going to be doing something I'm good at for work.

"Damn," I mumbled to myself trying to reach the top of the window with the towel. "Too short," I took a chair, kneeled on it, and was just able to reach.

"Woah, look at that butt."

"Michael, don't you have something to do?" I sighed wiping the top of the window.

"Do you need help? Here let me help," Michael came to my side, and tried to take a hold of the towel, and stabilize me at the same time.

"Michael, I've got this. Michael, please stop!" I could feel myself getting unbalanced, and falling backwards.

"That's what she said!" He exclaimed as he let me fall backward on to the floor.

"Are you okay?" Pam asked as everyone ran into the room.

"I'm fine," I wheezed as I felt a shock of pain go up my back. "I think."

"Well," Michael started. "You should have let me help you. I could have balanced you."

"Michael, you told me to clean, and then tried to grab the towel out of my hand while trying to stabilize me at the same time," I replied as Ryan helped me up. I made a pained face as the pain from my back surged up into my neck. "I don't think I can clean anymore though."

"You shouldn't have been cleaning in the first place," Toby muttered behind Ryan.

"Toby, who let you out of the annex?" Michael asked.

"I just need to go back to my desk," I said slouching over to relieve some of my pain.

"Here, I'll help you."

"I think you helped enough Michael," Toby stated as he put my arm over his shoulders, and we slowly walked back to my desk.

"Here you go," Toby sat me down in my chair. "I'll get you some ice."

"Thank you," I smiled as I felt relief in my back.

On my desk were 3 little piles of documents. I slowly brought myself to the desk, and looked through the documents to make sure that they were all signed and dated. The piles were Dwight, Stanley, and Ryan's. At least they weren't big piles, and I could probably do most of these today.

"This was all we had in the freezer," Toby came back with a bag of frozen peas.

I took the bag, and carefully put it between my back and the chair. Relief. "Thank you."

"If you need anything," He started back to his desk. "I'll be right here."

I giggled. "Okay."

Toby smiled a Toby smile, and then went back to his work. I stared at him for a few seconds, about 2 seconds longer than I should have since he looked back up, and saw me just smiling at him. I shook my head, and went back to work sorting through the piles. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Toby smiling as he got back to work as well. Man, that smile is getting to me. I think it's better relief than the actual peas that are melting on my back. Thankfully I didn't wear white today.

The peas were melted, and my back started hurting again. I took the peas from my back, and slowly stood up. The pain shot through me like lightening, and then subsided.

"Do you need help?" Toby asked standing up from his desk to come help me.

"No, no, I think I can do this. Thank you though," I answered as I stumbled towards the door.

"I'll come with you at least," He said opening the door for me.

I winced as we made our way slowly towards the break room. Maybe, I should go to a chiropractor or maybe, I should just take some advil, and just deal with it. Yeah, that seemed like a good idea to me. Toby opened the door to the break room, I took one step in, and tripped over my own two feet. Luckily, Toby was there, caught me, and stabilized me.

"Thank you," I blushed, and smiled at him.

"Amber, are you okay?" Michael ran into the break room. "Did Toby trip you?"

"No, I-"

"Because Toby is a jerk, and I wouldn't be surprised if he did," He said glaring at Toby.

"No Michael. Toby helped me actually," I told him putting the peas in the freezer, and closing the door. "And he is actually going to help me back to my desk so, if you will excuse me."

"You know, I don't know why Michael hates Toby so much," I said into the camera. "Toby is sweet, innocent, and cute. Who wouldn't like him?" I played with my bracelet on my right hand. "Toby has told me that it's because he works for corporate, and he isn't considered 'part of the family' in the office but, I think that's crap. I mean, David hired me. Not Michael, and he still likes me," I thought about what I had said for a minute. "Or it could be because I'm a women. That could be why," I thought for another minute. "Yeah, that's definitely why."

Finally, it was time to leave. I shut down my computer, and got my things ready to go. My back still hurt but, after Ryan gave me some of his advil, I was feeling alright. I stood up, stretched, and yawned. I actually got all the piles that were on my desk done. That left Phyllis, the accountants, Meredith, Creed, and Toby.

I looked over at Toby who was still doing some paperwork. "You staying?" I asked as Kelly ran out the door.

"Only for a little bit. I want to get these papers done so that you can file them tomorrow," He answered smiling up at me.

"Oh, thanks," I smiled back. "Well, see you tomorrow then."

"Good night," He replied as I walked out of the annex.

Sales had already left along with Pam, and Michael. Angela, and Kevin were getting ready, and Creed was just walking out the door. I said good night to the people who were there, and walked out the door. Creed, and I waited for the elevator in silence. I really didn't know what he did nor have I actually ever talked to him.

"So Creed," I started trying to make small talk. "What do you do here?"

He stared at me. "Uhm, I'm the..."

I stared back. He didn't know?

"Qual...," He started, and then stopped just staring.

"Quality assurance?" I finished for him.

"Yes, yup, that," He said as he headed for the stairs.

"Okay...," I mumbled as the door opened for the elevator.

I pushed the lobby button, and the doors closed. What a day. I took a step back on the elevator. Toby was so helpful today. He got me my lunch, water when I needed it, he helped me to, and from the copier. I think I'm the reason why he needed to stay late today. Damnit Toby! I kicked a pebble that had been left by someone's shoe. He consistently stood up for me when Michael would call me something sexual or say something that I didn't like. On my second day Michael kept calling me stripper instead of Amber, and even though I kept correcting him, he would make a statement, and then finish it with 'That's what she said'. Toby went into his office at lunch, and had quite a long talk with him. Or maybe, he just told him to stop or he would stay in his office until he did. That's probably why I didn't see him for another hour that day.

I stepped out of the elevator just as Creed was walking out of the building. I didn't bother trying to say good night to him. He looked like someone who wouldn't care anyway. I sighed, and walked slowly to my car thinking about this job. I liked it but, no one talked to me besides Toby, and Michael. Sometimes, Ryan would come in, and flirt with me but, that just made Kelly angry, and drag him over to her desk. I didn't mind the flirting from Ryan but, I didn't want it nor did I even see myself dating him. I sighed unlocking my car.

"Amber!"

Just as I got in the car, Toby came running out of the building. I got out of my car, and walked to the back of my car. "Toby?"

"I was...," He stuttered. "I was just hoping... that I could maybe take you out to dinner Friday night? I don't have my daughter until the next day, and I've been-"

"That sounds great," I smiled cutting him off.

"Really?" He huffed.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I want to?" I giggled.

"I just... okay well, I'll pick you up at 7 Friday?" He asked beaming.

"7 sounds great. My address is-"

"Oh I know your address," He said, and then just stared at me like he had said something totally weird. "I mean, I know because you had to write it down on the papers that David faxed me..."

I laughed. "I know, I didn't find what you said weird at all."

"Okay great," He said stumbling over the car next to mine.

"Good night," I said waving to him.

"Good night," He smiled and stumbled back into the building.

If I'm not portraying characters like I should please let me know and I will fix it! :)

*Repost! Tried fixing grammar and stuff*