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The morning shift sucked. Penny hated having to get up early and serving old people who really only came in for coffee and the tips were terrible. Then the lunch rush would come in, but people were always so rude and they could be so demanding. It wasn't her fault that they didn't give themselves enough time to eat. Maybe they should have gone to McDonald's instead of trying to rush through their lunch break.
She started her shift at 9:00 am; she would be out of there by 4:30 pm and in comfy pajamas by 5:15 pm. She only had a few more hours to go. She put on her best 'Give me your money' smile and zipped around the restaurant, taking care of her tables. Time actually went by quicker when she focused on getting the job done, so she carried on trying not to break her concentration. Before she knew it, she was clocking out and walking towards her car. The drive home was pleasant. There was not too much traffic, plus she was jamming out to Beyoncé, so she didn't mind that she was stuck behind a slow Honda Civic. Pulling out her phone, she checked her email as she walked up the stairs to her apartment. In her inbox was an email from the admissions office of the college. She quickly stuffed her phone back into her pocket and began to take the steps two at a time. Wanting to be in the safety of her own apartment, just in case she got bad news, she quickly entered her apartment and shut the door behind her. She sucked in a deep breath and continued her way to her sofa. She heard three knocks on her door followed by her name. She let Sheldon finish his knocking ritual and opened her door. "Hey, Moonpie! What's up?" She smiled at him. He scowled in return. "Penny, only MeeMaw calls me that." He let out a small sigh and continued. "Since Leonard, Raj and Howard have effectively abandoned me tonight. I was wondering if you would care to join me for Vintage Video Game night. As it is Friday, I ordered Chinese food and I was going to indulge in a light-hearted round of Space Invaders on the Atari, but as that will likely not interest you, I can make a compromise and we could play the classic 1985 release of Super Mario 2 on the Nintendo Entertainment System." He gave a quick smile as Penny blankly stared at him. She had to pick apart his long winded sentence to get his point. Why couldn't he had just said, 'Hey Penny, want to come over for Chinese and Mario?' She frowned a little. "Penny, have I said something to upset you? Do you not like Super Mario 2?" Sheldon asked. She shook her head and her frown quirked up into a smile. "No, sweetie, I'm fine. That sounds great. Give me 20 minutes and I will be over." He nodded and walked back to his apartment. She closed her door and began to change out of her grimy work clothes. She pulled out a cute purple tank top and a pair of white sweats. She popped her feet into her Hello Kitty slippers and she washed her face. As she crossed through her bedroom to her front door she glanced at her alarm clock. '15 minutes, not bad Penny.' She silently congratulated herself. Padding her way over to Sheldon's place, she smiled at the fact that he had invited her to play Mario with him. Her stomach grumbled as she walked in and the smell of cashew chicken and jasmine rice invaded her senses. Sheldon was setting up the NES for them. "Oh look, it's Penny!" He quipped as he flicked his eyes over to her. He glanced at his wrist watch "I wasn't expecting you so soon." He let out a gaspy laugh. "You should be proud of me! I'm four and a half minutes ahead of schedule." She beamed. "I should be proud? Penny, while I will agree that punctuality is an admirable quality, it is hardly something that I should feel pride over." He scolded. He handed her a controller and turned on the gaming system. She set it aside and picked up a plate of food and began to eat. They sat in silence as Sheldon dominated the first level, she looked over at him. "I got an email from the admissions office today." She stated as she pushed around her food. He put the game on pause and turned toward her. "Well, what did it say?" He asked. She looked into his eyes and sighed. "I don't know. I haven't looked yet." Her eyes darted away from his and she set her food on the coffee table. He looked at her more intently. "Well, why not? I thought you were waiting for this email for the past week?" He said. She looked back into his blue eyes again and they seemed to smolder. He had a serious look on his face and she suppressed the urge to take his chin in her hand and playfully squish his cheeks. Her shoulders shrugged. "I guess I'm a little scared." she replied sheepishly. He looked away from her and stared into space for a second and then turned his attention back to her. "That's ridiculous; there is no need to feel fear. You should feel excited!" He exclaimed. His eyes lit up with unabashed academic passion. "Give me your phone." He instructed holding out his hand expectantly. "Sheldon, you really don't have-" His eyes narrowed at her, interrupting her mid-sentence. "Penny, your phone. Give it to me." He restated in a more commanding tone. He was still holding out his hand and he moved his fingers in a grasping motion, coaxing her phone from her. She groaned and handed it over. He pressed the home button and slid to unlock. Her email was already open and he clicked on the document in question. He began to read aloud. "Dear Ms. Beeckman," He looked up from her phone and gave a short gaspy laugh. Penny glared at him and defensively folded her arms across her chest. "WHAT?" She spat. He still had a little smile on his face but as he looked into her stern looking expression it faded. "Penny." He began. "You share the same surname as Dutch physicist Isaac Beeckman. He rejected the internal cause of motion, and put forward a principle of inertia for both circular and rectilinear movement. You see, when there is no impediment, there is no reason why the velocity and curvature of movement should be altered." He looked at her and she was staring at him with a look of confusion. His mouth twitched as he realized there was no point to further his explanation and looked back to her phone. "But, I digress." He turned back to her phone and started over. "Dear Ms. Beeckman. We have reviewed your application and we are pleased to offer you admission to the Pasadena City College, for the Fall semester. During the review process, we have taken into consideration your transcript from the Metropolitan Community College in Nebraska and we have attached a list of courses that will transfer into our Marketing Degree Program." He quickly looked over to her and smiled. Her eyes sparkled and she thrust herself onto Sheldon, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a hug. "I got in!" She exclaimed through a wide smile. Her breath was hot against his neck. Sheldon sat there awkwardly, his hands hovering above her back. She felt his hand settle on her shoulder blade and she gave him a final squeeze and pulled away. She smiled at him and tears began to stream down her face. "Sheldon, I got in! I can't believe it! I got in!" She cried. Sheldon began to feel uncomfortable and got up to grab a box of tissues. He quickly thrust them toward her. She took the tissues and dabbed her wet face. "There, there." He mumbled as he reached out and lightly touched her shoulder. "You still want to play Mario?" she asked catching her breath. He nodded and settled back into his seat. Handing a game controller over to Penny, he smiled at her. "Congratulations, Penny. I really do think that you have the potential to succeed in your academic endeavours." He said in the most sincere tone she had ever heard come out of the mouth of Sheldon Lee Cooper. She smiled back at him and they resumed their game.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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