She was a cheerleader for Halloween, her fourth year in the apartment. Red and white uniform with a skirt that she actually kept pulling down, pom-poms that were bigger than her head, ponytail high and bouncy. If she had been auditioning for Bring It On 15 or whichever one they were on, she probably would’ve felt right at home.
The last part was right; she was at home. Technically, in the hallway outside of her home. Apartment. Whatever.
Convincing Sheldon to let her use his and Leonard’s apartment, in addition to her own had been fun.
(“But yours is bigger,” she’d half-whined, half-pleased.
Leonard was on the couch doing this thing where he would look up every ten seconds or so and try to meet Sheldon’s gaze, lock eyes and lay down the law and all of that, except he kept copping out on the count of, well, one.
The part where she giggled behind a closed fist and only thought ‘that’s what she said’ probably didn’t help her case
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ExcerptPenny's pretty sure she's going to fail this class. There's no way she can learn a semester's worth of classical philosophy in the next seven hours, no matter how many times she reads the notes she's got highlighted in the textbook that, until a few hours ago, was lost to the depths of her trunk. She's going to fail the class, and then she's going to fail out of college entirely, and then she's going to be stuck taking tickets and sweeping up popcorn at the Pasadena multiplex for the rest of her life
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She was a cheerleader for Halloween, her fourth year in the apartment. Red and white uniform with a skirt that she actually kept pulling down, pom-poms that were bigger than her head, ponytail high and bouncy. If she had been auditioning for Bring It On 15 or whichever one they were on, she probably would’ve felt right at home.
The last part was right; she was at home. Technically, in the hallway outside of her home. Apartment. Whatever.
Convincing Sheldon to let her use his and Leonard’s apartment, in addition to her own had been fun.
(“But yours is bigger,” she’d half-whined, half-pleased.
Leonard was on the couch doing this thing where he would look up every ten seconds or so and try to meet Sheldon’s gaze, lock eyes and lay down the law and all of that, except he kept copping out on the count of, well, one.
The part where she giggled behind a closed fist and only thought ‘that’s what she said’ probably didn’t help her case ( ... )
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Click-a clack-a click-a clack-aThis is suicide. Sheldon thought to himself ( ... )
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Awww ♥ Penny's so sneaky with her hand-holding ;)
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Excellent.
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