DISCLAIMER: Need I say more?
Just for you all to know this will be from someone else's POV so the narration is her and her thoughts so…yeah
The sound of the strange tune on the radio pierced her ears as the woman buried her head deep into the covers once again. She remembered nothing that could possibly drag her out of the comfort of the soft cushiony pillow and the warmth of her blankets, because it was there, and nowhere else, that she was happy. She had no worries, no pain, no people to be bothered by and nothing to be disappointed by. She heard a faint whisper in the corner of the room. She lye in her bed not knowing if she was even awake, now staring at the blank white ceiling of her room. The soft voice echoed and echoed somehow getting louder. She managed to cover her ears to drain the voice out but this did not work. The voice now filled the room and her heart began to race faster and faster. The voice was now to the point to where it was screaming. Screaming "Science" right into the pain stricken ears of the woman. In terror she leapt up from her bed and was now shaking from the cold that overwhelmed her body. "I'm up I'm up!" she screamed as tears ran down her face. The voice stopped. It had gotten what it wanted from her. She was now ready for science.
Science waits for no one. That was the woman's motto. She received it from her father as he did from his. The Johnson family has been known for this for as long as she could remember. She loved her father dearly but she always knew he had expected a son, therefore she did all she could do to be like a son to him. She rose every day at six for her father's most favorite thing in the whole world – Science. Almost every day of every year he would take her to work and they would learn and play with how things worked, but he had important business to attend to. Every once in a while she would be taken to a room with several other girls and they would talk and talk about things that weren't fun. They would talk about different problems they had and ways to fix the problem. None of these problems were related to her since she hadn't had any of them. It was called a self esteem fund for girls, from what she remembered her father saying about it.
The woman took a look at her wardrobe. Lab coats, long black skirts and, black shirts with no shoulders and a V-neck filled her entire closet, since she figured that was all she needed for what she did. There were some other articles of clothing also, a couple pairs of pink pajamas and some casual wear that hadn't been touched for a long time. She slipped out of her fuzzy pink pajamas and put on her normal every-day wear and puton her glasses and a metal-plated nametag that read 'Dr. Stacy Johnson'.
She brushed her teeth then made her way to the kitchen. She reached deep into one of the many cupboards and pulled out a box of cereal so she could eat quickly then be on her way to work. Just then a sharp pain filled her head, telling her to skip breakfast… again. Stacy put the box back into the cupboard and went to her sleek, jet-black car that was parked on her driveway as usual. As she took a seat on the leather chair of the car and buckled herself in securely, she pulled down the mirror from the top of the car to examine her face. She looked how she usually did at this time in the morning, her lovely blue eyes ruined by the fact that they were bloodshot and puffy from the tears that had crept down her cheeks. That was no problem, for they would dry up by the time she finished her hour-long drive to work.
After her boring venture into the deep woods of the location she was not at liberty to discuss, Stacy reached her home, Aperture Science. She parked her car in her usual reserved spot, and then she made her way to the front of the building. Before Stacy entered she took a deep breath, as she usually did, just to ensure she was in fact breathing. She had made this mistake once before and went in without breathing for several minutes before passing out. She pushed the door open to see the wonders of the busy workplace.
"Hey there Stacy!" said the secretary at the front in his usual happy tone. She smiled and gave him a wave as she walked by swiftly. She wanted to kill him; then again she wanted to kill half of the damn people in this facility. They were always too damn happy for her liking. She didn't wish misery upon them but if they hide what is truly going through in their head they will never get rid of the pain of their faults. Many people for instance, try to hide the fact that they hated her, which in turn makes them feel the anger inside of them grow larger and larger until they burst out frantically. Stacy had done this before with a personal trainer she once had, named Chell. Stacy tried to hide the fact that she couldn't stand her teaching style, which to her was aggressive and barbaric, and then one day during training she snapped. Stacy tackled Chell to the floor and beat her like she had the punching bags. Good thing she won't ever see her again…
She arrived at her room after walking for about a minute. Inside there were only three people, two women whom were new to the program and Jeremy. Jeremy was again peering at the drawings she had done yesterday, which he seemed to enjoy, unlike herself. He was nice to her, unlike others that seemed to want to flee from her. When she was around Jeremy she seemed to forget about science and science seemed to take a break from ruling her life constantly. Stacy took a moment to stare at him since he wasn't looking. Then she managed to snap out of that trance she had gotten herself into.
She entered the room with an entirely fake smile and greeted everyone "Is everyone ready for lots of science today?" she asked the three people in the room with a peppy tone. The two women just nodded while Jeremy gave her a very real smile. Ideas filled her head. For the GL (genetic life form) she would create an unconventional form of circuitry that would be much like the nervous system. It will have sensory plates that could detect different forms of pressure, heat and even gasses. It would be able to feel human emotion based on the choices of those around it and be able to even think of solutions to problems. This would be a revolution in Science history! First she had to introduce the idea to the board and see if they'll allow them to work on it, but then, the science could be done and maybe she would be at peace with science as well.
There you have it. Review and feel free to ask any questions you may have.