Chapter 1
My daily routine never changes unless, its a week end. On any weekday it was the same old up, make tea,skype Sheldon, go to work, work, talk to Sheldon at work,go home, change, eat dinner with the gang, go home, change, skype Sheldon then go to Thursdays me and Sheldon have date night. Oh how I love date days we have tea and discuss our daily lives.I get called a vixen every time. I blush but really he's right. Boy have I changed him. The time we spend together always feel special in a way,like our love just radiates of our smiles. Sometimes we get the occasional "Aww" from Leonard and Penny.I don't know if they are mocking us or are we actually cute? Maybe both? My mind shifts back to the point. My daily routine for Saturday: make tea, skype Sheldon, get the mail, watch t.v, eat, meet Penny and Bernadette, go home, change, make tea then sleep. I just finished skyping Sheldon. We finished with our annual "good bye " "Good by ." Every time he leaves my screen my heart drops, then I remember he's a touch away on my phone. Why is that man always on my mind? I try to forget him and continue my day. Its time to check the mail. I walk out of my apartment with my mail box key. Usually my mail arrives on Saturday so thats why I check on Saturdays. My mail box is one floor down. I don't get why, it's illogical. I take the stairs, theres no point in taking the elevator, besides I'm used to the stairs. Once I get down the stairs I pant a little. I don't know why. I walk up 5 flights of stairs everyday. I'm tired in the morning, at night I'm tired, I'm an afternoon type of person, or a "preevening" type of person. Oh preevening,its my favourite time of day. I stick my key into the key slot. I turn my key but the lock doesn't my key doesn't work. I jiggle the key a little. Finally it opens. I remember Penny taught me that trick. She's had her fair share of time with keys. Especially car keys. I laugh at the thought of Penny stressed with her car key in the lock. Her groceries on the floor and her fly breath.I remember Sheldon telling me that smile he had on his face when he was telling the part where Penny gets addicted to world of odd it must be for Sheldon in that thin, no emotion, confused. The gang always tell me how much I've changed I don't believe them, then I hear stories like the key one and think "maybe I really have?" I hear all the stories about old Sheldon. He seems so different. I blush at the thought of me changing him. Was it my looks, my personality, my intelligence, was it all of those? I don't want to flatter myself but is he deeply in love with me just because I'm me? At least I know he loves me. He admitted it to me at prom. I was trying to tell him the exact same thing but he beat me to it. The words "I love you too" changed my life and possibly his. I can't imagine how Sheldon must of felt muttering those words.I know I was completely shocked. Who knew Sheldon had feelings? I laugh. I can be funny sometimes. Possibly. I'm insanely insecure. I break my thought . Honestly why can't I stop thinking about that theoretical physicist. He's intoxicating. A part of me hopes he thinks about me too.I look down, I am in my pajamas with my mail box distracts me from everything, even the simplest tasks. Like getting the mail. "Calm down Fowler." I tell myself. I take a deep breath and stick my hand in the mail box.I slightly move my hand around the box. There wasn't much, just an envelope. It was a little surprising, but then again I'm not a very popular person.I close the mailbox and start walking towards the stairs.I couldn't help but stare at the envelope. "Addressed to Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler" it read with my address and everything. Walking up the stairs I look at it. I can't help but wonder "Is it good or bad, happy or sad?" The thoughts bounce around my brain. I get off the stairs and turn around the corner. Luckily I kept my door unlocked so I didn't have to deal with all that key nonsense. I walk into my apartment and take a seat on the couch. I see my laptop and mug on the coffee table. I put the envelope down and start to open it. I rip it gently scared to open there are pages and pages of writing. I take out the package and read the first page.
"Good day . Today we send you this letter and package to inform you of some incredible news. We have been monitoring your work for a while now and your addiction study is extremely intriguing. Your experiments show good signs, extremely good signs. Thats why we sent you this, we would like to honour you with the 2015 Nobel Prize in biology. There were many good candidates but yours seemed the most fit for this incredible next pages are all the information. The ceremony is going to be held April 2nd at 7:00pm. We are honoured to have you! Congratulations ! We hope to see you there!"
After I read the letter I was shocked. "I-I-I ju-jus-just won a no-nobel pri-prize." I told myself. There I go talking to again, talking to myself. Oh well! "I JUST WON A NOBEL PRIZE!" I yelled. Boy was I excited! I didn't know what to do first. Call Sheldon, tell Penny, write a speech? All I know is that my life had just changed forever… and for the better.