A/N: I've had a terrible time titling this story. It's had 3 different ones, but I finally decided on this simple one. It's her story. I've worked on this story for weeks now. I'm finally confident that I can give you an ending. Spelling, grammar mistakes are mine. This story is told from several different POV. I will tell you whose to hopefully keep you from becoming confused.
It pretty much sets itself up. There will be a couple of new characters here. It's my hope that you fall in love with one special one. I hate to repeat myself but, this is fanfiction. Nothing here is in character. Go watch the show if you want that. Something else you need to know about me, is I have tendency to change the history to suit my story. That's the way it is.
I want to give a very special thanks to Tribeca. Without her encouragement you probably wouldn't be reading a word of this. So thank you my friend. This first part is all told to you by Penny. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. All those other people do."It's been a month since Howard and Bernadette got married. The longest, most depressing month of my life. Leonard's a great guy when he isn't being a jerk. Seeing as I've spoken to him exactly four times in the last 30 days. I'm pretty sure he knows I'm not ever going to say yes to his proposal. Honest to god! Who the hell asks a woman to marry them in the middle of having sex? There is one more thing I've come to realize about my feelings for Leonard. He's the most boring love affair I'veever had. I just can't wake up 20 years from now and say to myself..."Penny what the hell were you thinking you could live like this?" I know I should just have woman-ed up and told him flat out, he's a great friend but that's it. Sadly though I'm more of a coward then I gave myself credit for. I'm hoping by now Leonard realizes we aren't even dating anymore.

You're asking yourself how did I manage to keep out of everyone's path like this? Oddly enough, I'vesuddenly become valuable to Hollywood as an extra. Go figure all these years here, one hemorrhoid commercial and I'm getting picked left and right as an extra. Of course I have no lines, but I might not end up on the cutting room floor either.

There are a few good things about being an extra. EXTRA CASH! I'd given up hope of ever having any.
Sadly though, I haven't had time to spend it. Which even though I'd rather gag to death on cheesecake,
is great really. It's piling up in the bank, waiting for me to pay my there is the free food on some of these sets. They are absolutely to die for. I haven't eaten a package of ramen noodles in 30 days!

The best part of being an extra is, I've made friends with some people. People who are more like me. People that 95% of the time, I know exactly what they're talking about. I can join in the conversation and not sound stupid. Until now, I didn't realize how much it bothered me to not be able to understand what my gang was talking about. My drinking has been cut in half. I'm not sure if it's because I don't have the time for it, or if it's because I'm starting to realize, I've been in the wrong place all this time.

I find myself craving being with people who are more like me, every day. I find myself wanting to be around the people in 4A less and less.

Then there is Devlin McCade. Interesting is the word that comes to mind when I think of him. Maybe devilish too. Yeah definitely devilish.

I was walking by, the costume room one day, when he was putting the finishing touch on an Aquaman costume. I couldn't help myself..."You've the got the fins on the pants wrong."

"Oh really and just how do you know that and why would you think anyone would even notice?" he snarled down at me. At 6'5" built like the proverbial male brick shit house, with jet black hair and the most intense grey eyes I've ever seen. When Devlin snarls and barks most people jump back. He found out tall and built doesn't intimidate me. I proceeded to tell him. By the time I was done, I was actually shocked I knew so much about Aquaman.

I didn't realize it then, but that event and a couple of others, that I hadn't thought much of at the time, were going to be life changing for me. I've since learned that sometimes you don't figure out why something happened a certain way for years later. Then you sit back and say..."Hey if that didn't happen, this wouldn't have happened either." Anyway these events were going to give me the momentum to move away from my close group of friends.

I'm getting a little ahead of myself here.

Leonard isn't the guy. I know who the guy is. When he asked me a couple of years ago. I should have said..."Yes you're the guy." Instead I told him he was just trying to make Amy jealous by using me.

That's not really the reason. If I'd gone on that date...well, Sheldon would have seen just how right Amy really is for him. That I'm so far below him, he'd wonder why he bothered with me at all. If I'd lost his friendship and Amy's, well that was something then I couldn't even begin to think of. Since then, I've tried and tried to ignore my feelings for Dr. Sheldon Cooper. Lord knows I love Amy. She's trying so hard with Sheldon. For some odd reason, I just keep waiting for him to break their relationship agreement. Now I know that's never going to happen.

I have this yearning for him that is slowly killing me. It doesn't matter how many men I sleep with. It doesn't matter how many bottles of wine or vodka I go through. My heart just keeps fracturing a little more every day.

Yesterday was Anything Can Happen Thursday. I had the night off and decided I should go over to see what the guys were up to. After all it had been a month since I'd just hung out.

I learned a very valuable, embarrassing lesson. I won't ever walk into anyone's apartment without knocking first again. There on the couch were Amy and Sheldon. Amy's sitting in Sheldon's lap and they're making out like a couple of 10th graders. I managed to back out and close the door so they never knew I was there. I won't ever get that image out of my mind. If I'd had any doubt at all that Sheldon was the guy, well I certainly had the proof he was now.

Those little pieces of my heart, that I keep feeling fracture, well they just shattered into a million little pieces. All those pieces dropped into the pit of my stomach.

I fled back to my apartment and for the next couple of hours I cried. Pulling myself together I got undressed and climbed into my lonely bed. As I drifted off to sleep I thought, I'll be better in the morning.

I couldn't have been more wrong.

That night was filled with the worst nightmares of my life. Every time I went down into that REM sleep, Sheldon is always yammering on about. I see myself bursting into 4A. Amy and Sheldon break apart, turning to look at me..."Penny, how many times have I told you, knock before you come in uninvited." Sheldon snarled at me.

"Penny! Sheldon and I are busy! GET OUT NOW!" Amy yells at me. As I stare at them in shock I watch as Amy starts to unbutton her sweater and Sheldon's hand moves up to the back of her neck. Pulling her down into another heated kiss.

The third time I had that dream, I decided I'd head to the set of the movie I was in as an extra.
Showing up early certainly wouldn't hurt. Anything was better then being here.

I had no idea how my luck was going to change.