It's 3AM I must be lonely [Pixel]

[francescabianchi]

Frankie lay on her bed, staring at the bottom of the bunk above her, completely and totally wide awake. It was a little past three, and despite her attempts to drift off, her brain was determined not to shut off. Stifling a sigh, she turned on her side facing the wall, clutching the ragged blankie that Paps had retrieved from back home for her. She closed her eyes, breathing in the familiar scent of her home, but it didn't help. She was wound up tighter than a piano wire, and what's worse, she had no idea why.

The room was quiet except for the steady breathing of her roommates, which only served to annoy Frankie. Why should they get to sleep when she was so damn wide awake. She kicked the blankets off her legs, thinking that maybe she was just too hot, but a minute later was pulling them back on,, chilled. This was ridiculous. She rolled over to face the other side, and glanced at the alarm clock on the table next to her bed. 3:07. It had only been three god damn minutes? God this was going to be retarded long night.

She looked across the dark room to Pixel's bed. She could see the shape of the small girl under her blankets. Frankie sat up in bed ' Psst. Pixel, you awake?” she whispered, though she already knew she wasn't. “ Psssst, Pixel.” she said a little louder. When that also didn't elicit a response, Frankie grabbed her pillow, tossing it at the other girl.[/size]

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel was curled into a tiny ball on her bed. Her arms wrapped tight around a pillow that was sporting Anthony's shirt, and her legs drawn up under her. It wasn't a deep sleep, but it was sleep which didn't seem to be something Pixel was getting a lot of in these past few weeks. If it wasn't the baby, it was night terrors, or if it wasn't night terrors it was Anthony keeping her up with... himself. But now she was just sleeping, calm, peaceful sleep. And she wasn't even talking in her sleep, which she sometimes did. In fact, when she and Anthony had first gotten together, and were about to spend the night with each other for the first time, she'd been all freak out about talking in her sleep in front of him, but he just laughed and said it was fine. That's what Anthony did with her, made her fall harder and harder in love with her with the things he did.

"Psst. Pixel, you awake?"

Pixel turned on her side, taking the pillow with her, holding it on top of her. "Banana pancakes.." Pixel mumbled into the pillow, still mostly asleep.

"Pssst, Pixel!"

Pixel stirred again, then time to the side facing Frankie. She stared at her roommate through the darkness, then wiggled out of the sheets. She grabbed her Anthony pillow, and a purple fuzzy throw blanket, then crossed the room and got into Frankie's bed, laying her pillow down and cuddling into it as she threw the blanket over her, only having to curl her legs up a little bit to fit completely under it. "Hey." She mumbled into the pillow, her eyes closed. "No I'm not awake but feel free to talk to me anyway."

[francescabianchi]

Frankie smiled as she watched the blonde shuffle over, carrying her blanket and pillow before crawling into Frankie's bunk. Well, she was still mostly asleep, and her mumbled words were barely coherent, but it was better that than laying staring at the top bunk impossibly trying to pass out. She'd taken a gamble, waking the girl up, Frankie herself would have flown into a fit of rage if someone had done that to her. She was not at her best when first woken up, she seemed more like a demon spawn than a friendly teenaged girls first thing in the morning.

She lay on her back, shuffling against the wall to give Pixel more room, and put her arms under her head. “I can deal with that. I just can't freaking sleep for the life of me, no matter how much I'm trying. It sucks ass, that's what it does. ” She nodded, scrunching up her nose slightly. She turned her head to look at Pixel, to see if she actually had just gone back to sleep. She smiled a little, poking at the blonde's pillow. “ What the heck, is your pillow wearing a shirt?”[/size]”

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel listened to her roommate talk with her eyes closed. Yeah, Pixel understand not being able to sleep. Now if only Frankie's back hurt and she had to pee all the damn time, the other girl would know actually how Pixel felt. But Pixel didn't want Frankie to be pregnant. She didn't seem like she'd enjoy having a child right now especially being single and all. Pixel had a sorta-husband, and he was there for her and the baby. She was also friends with he doctor at the school, so that was comforting to Pixel, considering she'd decided to freak out about everything about the pregnancy .

"What the heck, is your pillow wearing a shirt?"

Pixel's eyes shot open, and she slapped the other girls hand away. "No pokey." She clung to the pillow, burying her face into the fabric of the shirt and breathing deeply. She'd much rather it actually be Anthony, and not have a shirt on him at all, but it work. She smiled softly into the pillow. "It's my boos... Anthony, Anthony is my boo." Pixel played with the buttons on the shirts. If it were on Anthony she'd be unbuttoning all of the buttons in a second a half. "I can't be in his dorm all the time, and he can't be in here all the time, so for the days where I'm forced to sleep in my own bed... I have this. It smells like sexiness." Really, it was the only way she could describe the way Anthony smelled to her. He smelled like freshly made love and sexiness. Pixel sighed softly, nuzzling into the pillow.

[francescabianchi]

Frankie smiled a little as Pixel spoke, but it was a sad smile. She remembered what it was like to be that in love. It was a nice place to be in. It wasn't all that long ago that she slept in one of Teddy's shirts every night, just so she could smell him when she first woke up. Frankie's smile slowly turned to a frown, and she pulled her blankie up by her face, breathing in home. She hated to admit it, but she missed that stupid son of a bitch. She didn't want too, she wanted to just hate the living crap out of him. But she did. Or maybe it was that she missed the way she felt back then. Happy, content and complete. She'd done a pretty good job of acting nonchalant about the whole thing, well, minus the flip out, that she had convinced her friends and family back home that she was ok. She was happy. That she couldn't care less about stupid Mc Dickface and what he was doing. But god, she still flipping cared.

She sighed a little, but forced the smile back on her face. “
Makes sense to me. And frankly, I'd rather have you smelling his sexiness than molesting him while I'm trying to sleep.” she said with a quiet chuckle, elbowing Pixel's shoulder jokingly. “ So if you could stick to doing that in his dorm, I'd be cool with that.” she laughed. [/size]

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel frowned, pulling her fave out of the pillow. "But.. I like molesting Anthony... And I try really hard not to wake you guys up, so I'm sorry if I ever do, I tend to giggle a lot during.. stuff." Pixel's turned red and she buried her face back into the pillow for a moment or two before looking up again. "But, as special as Anthony's room is to me, I'm always freaked out his roommates might see me... Would you want some random guys seeing your goodies, would you, Frankie?" Pixel looked a little freaked out just thinking about it. "And it's not like I have the top bunk, so the bed isn't making groaning noises while we get it on... Though that would be amusing to watch you and Cat freak out." She smiled as she thought about it.

Pixel laid her head softly back down on the pillow, smiling into it again. "But I guess we could have more shower S*x and stuff the nights he spends nights and stuff.. That could work maybe.. I'll figure something out, but I'm not promising that I won't molest him.. I can to take it when I can get it, you know?"

[francescabianchi]

Frankie let out a laugh as Pixel spoke, covering her mouth, realizing she was being too loud, and not wanting to incur Cat's wrath if she woke up. Her laughter stifled, she moved her hand away, smiling at her roommate. There may be a little, teensy weensy bit of jealousy on her part towards Pixel. It's be a lie to say a part of her didn't wish she was in the other girl's position. But it was hard to hold any of that against her, even in jest. Pixel was one of those rare people who took everything that was said to her at face value. It was refreshing, and certainly made Frankie feel grateful she'd ended up with the tiny blond as a roommate.

“ I was kidding hun, I totally get it, and you should most definitely grab hold of all the time you can.” she nodded her head. “ Though I would appreciate it if you held back on the gratuitous sexy time until you hear me snoring. I would also not like to see your, uh, goodies.” she giggled.

She rolled back onto her side. “ And though I doubt things will ever be reversed, I'll try to do the same for you if I find my special someone here.” she chuckled. “Hopefully Cat won't mind too much either way, I'd be way more worried about buggin her than buggin you.[/size]

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel smiled into her pillow. Goodies was the only thing the blonde thing of to say. She could have said body parts, but body parts meant anything. An elbow was a body part, and Pixel wasn't too self conscious about Anthony's roommates seeing her elbow. Unless they were dry and scaly. Were they dry and scaly? Pixel began feeling her elbows. They were kinda dry. She slipped out of bed, walking over to her dresser, grabbing some honey scented lotion and putting some into her hand. She rubbed some into her elbows, then rest into her hands, massaging into her nail beds, to make her nails draw strong and healthy. She walked back over to Frankie's bed, pulling her fuzzy blanket back over her, and snuggling into her Anthony pillow again, breathing in deeply.

"If you got a boyfriend we could go on double dates and stuff. Pick someone Anthony will like though, it's hard playing peace keeper." Pixel frowned. Anthony was her soul mate, her other half, her everything, she loved him with all she had. But he did have his faults, and being quick tempered was one of them. It was calm, calm, calm.. BOOM, EXPLOSION. Then Pixel would pretty much have to molest him to get him to calm down. He wasn't a people person, either, so he ended up pissed off at all of her friends. "He's like a stick of dynamite... I mean I heart him, but.. Boom."

[francescabianchi]

Frankie watched as Pixel got up out of bed, wondering briefly if she’d said something to offend the girl. The pixel was back, rubbing lotion on her elbows and hunkering back down under her cover. Frankie smiled a little. So Pixel wasn’t her first pick of bed mate. But it was still nice. She was pretty damn happy she’d gotten paired up with an awesome roommate. This school would have, pardon the language, sucked balls, if she hadn’t been able to make one decent friend.

Frankie chuckled a little as Pixel spoke. “ Double dates would be pretty awesome… but I’d think I’d rather pick someone I liked over someone Anthony did.” she grinned “ After all, I’m the one who’d have to be kissin the guy, not Anthony.” she joked. “Besides, you don’t need to play peace keeper. I’ll keep your boy in line if I need too.” She said with a joking, stern face, pounding her fist into her other hand. “ He just wouldn’t know how to deal with peace keeping, Bianchi style.” she chuckled again, forgetting to cover her mouth. When it died out, she looked to the bed above her, cocking her head to the side making sure her mini outburst hadn’t woken up Cat. When the steady breathing above her didn’t change, Frankie relaxed, her face falling back into a smile.[/size]

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel listened as Frankie talked, frowning. No one got to punch Anthony.. unless they wanted a psycho 5'2" barbie on their hands. She may not look like it, but Pixel was deadly when she was angry. Punching Anthony would make her angry. A level four had tackled him down the stairs once, and had that not been right as she was finding out she was pregnant... she would have died. Plus, Anthony had broken his hand, so she was more worried about making sure he was okay than making sure some crazy bitch got what she deserved. One day, she'd get Skylar back. No one f*cked with Anthony Price and got away with it, not when Pixel was around. "You can't punch Anthony. It would ruin our friendship when I was forced to beat you." Pixel shrugged. Anthony had been there for since they met. There was a good long lapse from where she got since to B.A.D and when she met Anthony, and in that time she really didn't have any friends. Anthony was her first friend at B.A.D, so there was a reason Anthony cam before anything and anybody in her life besides her child, and the fact that he was her boyfriend/fiance/unofficial husband wasn't it.

Pixel's hand had gone to her stomach, resting on it. Pixel couldn't wait until the baby got big enough that she got to see it'slittle face and little feet and little fingers on the ultra sound. Pixel giggled softly, turning to her roommate, holding up her hand and wiggling her fingers. "AMP is gonna have little cute baby fingers."

[francescabianchi]

Frankie chuckled a little at Pixel, half the time she couldn't tell if the little blonde was joking or not. Chances are anything having to do with Anthony, and she wasn't joking. Which really only resulted in amusing Frankie more. The girl couldn't quite discern sarcasm. Especially when her boy was involved. She shook her head with a bemused smile while the other girl frowned. “I wouldn't want that. I'll leave the peace keepin to you then” She grinned, watching as the other girl placed her hand on her stomach.

Frankie laughed a little at the comment, seemingly totally random, but such a Pixel thing to say. “ And cute little chubby baby toes.” she smiled, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. She liked being around Pixel, she was a cool girl. But she was so damn happy about her baby, Frankie couldn't help but play the 'what if' game at times around her. What if she hadn't done the freaking abortion. She'd be almost 5 months along, probably have a cute little baby bump. She wondered if Teddy would have stuck around if she'd kept the baby anyways, maybe he would have changed his mind. She let out a tiny sigh, she hated the times she started second guessing hersef, having to remind herself that she had made the right decision. [/size]