Our Story

Departures and Arrivals

In the morning, very early, I woke up, quickly getting ready and packing my bags. My mother and sister woke up with me, and soon waiting in front of the car, I see Sheldon.

-Hey, good morning. What are you doing out here at this hour? Your flight isn't until tomorrow.
-I know. But I heard that Germans like to exercise outdoors. -He waved his arms, implying that he was going to run.
-Really?
-No. I was just waiting for you. Give me your bag.
-Are you going to kick her out, Mr. Sarcasm?
-Funny. I'll keep it.
-Okay, take it.
-Thanks. -He opened the car door and put away the suitcase.
-Thanks, Shelly.

Leaving the house were the Coopers, and the Millers who would later also be Coopers. All of them looked sleepy, but sad beneath their dark circles.

-Oh, God. I don't think I'm ready for this. But... I know everyone's going to be okay, for God's sake. Even you, Sheldon. So please don't look at me with those faces, and come give me a hug.

You know when in movie scenes, that scene where a group of people appear in close-up and the effect is in slow motion, and someone always gets in the way? Well, the view was pretty much like that, but the tears were on our faces after the hug and the farewell speeches.

-I will miss you guys so much.
-Us too, dear. -Mary, said.
-Love you guys. -At that moment, I approached Sheldon and whispered in his ear, I said: "If you don't come back, I'm going to kick your ass. Love you"
-Love you, too. -I kissed him on the cheek and I waved to everyone, even the little baby inside Mandy's belly.

I got in the car, with the worst view, everyone waving at me, with faces like crying babies. Not that it was bad, but it was very depressing and like a movie scene, but I smiled, started the car and left on my career mission to California.

(...)

On the plane, already seated, I saw a famous science guy, I remembered him from the posters in Shelly's room. I went up to him and got his autograph on a barf bag. It was the only thing I had. And through a brief conversation, I learned that after California, he was going to teach a class in Germany! And guess what? In the same city where Sheldon was, because his university was the best in the entire country.

-Excuse me, I'm going back to my seat.
-Sure, sure. Gute Reise.
-What?
-Oh, that's "good flight" in German.
-Oh, sure. You're just like Sheldon. You'll love meeting him. And... Gruti rize for you too.
-Danke!
-Yeah! That's it... That's it. -I sat on my bench, signed it, and put it in my bag.

After a few hours, I was in California! Hot land of misery! It's a good thing Sheldon is going to Germany, because if it were the other way around he would have become a burnt fish.

-Damn! How do people make carrying this suitcase look so easy? Huh!

A boy approached me to help.

-Oops...! No need anymore. -He took the bag from me.
-Hey! Give me back my bag! Thief! Thief!
-Hey, hey, hey, I'm not a thief, no, lady. Calm down. I'm trying to help.
-Are you Texan? Because you have such an accent.
-Hey! Yes, ma'am.
-Oh. Me too. Nice to meet you. But you can leave my bag alone.
-Only after telling the young lady that this suitcase here, look, has wheels.
-What? Oh, come on. Serious? How angry. I, like, walked like 3 kilometers with this crap.

-Things in life, right, girl?
-Yeah, yeah. Well, thank you very much for helping.
-You're welcome. Have a good day.
-To you too.

I adjusted the training wheels and started walking, but the boy was walking right behind me.

-Are you my security guard by any chance?
-Not me. It's not my fault we're going down the same path.
-Hm. Where are you going?
-Caltech University.
-Really? I'm going there right now. Are you a student or a teacher?
-Oh, come on? Do I look that old? I'm only seventeen.
-Sorry. It's just that you're wearing very formal clothes.
-I'll take that as a compliment. Thank you. -I laughed.

-Look, from your good attitude, you don't seem like a murderer, so we can go together and have some coffee.
-How cool. I barely got to this state and I already made a friend. God likes me.
-Look, cool, do you believe in God, what religion are you?
-I am Catholic.
-Oh, no, come on? I was liking you. I'm a Baptist. Are you sure you're from Texas?
-I got you. I'm a Baptist and baptized.
-Cool. Me too. Let's be good friends.
-Only if you beat me. -He started running towards the University.

-What? This kid is crazy. Wait! You're cheating! Cheating!

(...)