A new friend -pixel-

[andrew]

Andrew had just gotten out of his last class for the day. He wasn't sure he liked this place. Being around a bunch of people .. like him, capable of anything should they not like you. Good thing about a record like his was that being a level four classified him as dangerous and most students didn't pick on him like people at his other school. The only reason Jake was dead was because he was a bully. And he'd bullied the wrong kid. And kids snap when pressured. He still however felt no remorse for what he'd done. Even though the psychiatrist said he should. He didn't.

Once he made it to the stairs he sat down. His eyes scanned the people that passed by. For a change it would be nice to fit in somewhere. Though he wasn't sure this was the place either. He hadn't seen anyone who seemed like he'd fit in with. And he wasn't sure how groups here were formed. Was it by levels? Or the same as a normal high school and by what sport you play or how pretty you are. You'd think people at a school like this wouldn't be clickish. But one could never tell. So he just sat quietly and watched people.

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel normally didn't take the stairs. Normally she just went wherever Anthony went and when he was going to his dorm after school he took the elevator that other students didn't get to use, because, you know.. They weren't in a wheelchair. Or pregnant. But she had to go to her math class and pick up some extra credit work, and she checked on Anders in the medical wing, and checked to make sure she had the right time and date for her next OBGTN appointment. Not that Pixel was careless enough to forget anything that involved her unborn child, she just wanted to make sure everything was perfect. She'd taken to carrying around a purple notebook, the cover and edges of most of the pages cover in doodles, of course, and in that notebook she wrote everything down. To have to was feeling, to letters to her baby, to important dates, to appointments. It was everything to her.

The small, very pregnant blonde made her way up the stairs, hanging onto the railing as she did so. Man her ankles were swollen. After a little bit of walking so noticed a new kid, someone who was in most of her classes, and she slowed down, then stopped, then shuffled over to him and very carefully dropped onto the step he was sitting on beside him. She was silent, then she leaned over and land her head on his shoulder. "I'm tired... well that's not my name, my name is Pixel, but my emotion right now is tired. And I don't know if tired is normally an emotion, but it if you're pregnant. Hey you smell good." She turned her head slightly, sniffing his shirt, then nuzzled into his shoulder, closing her red, tired eyes and resting a hand on her stomach, perfectly content to use this guy she didn't know as a pillow and just take a tiny nap. A small yawn escaped the level three as she relaxed slightly. She really could nap right now if the guy would let her.

[andrew]

Andrew sat there quietly until the blonde girl from most of his classes was sitting next to him. She laid her head on his shoulder and was telling him she was tired and that he smelled good. He didn't think people just did things like this around here. He was under the assumption that touching other people wasn't a good idea. But here she was .. using him as a pillow. "Ah .. Thanks" He wasn't particularly talkative to begin with but around girls like Pixel he was even less talkative.

Usually he sat in the back of class and watched her doodle. He couldn't really see what she was drawing since he sat on the other side of the room usually from where she was. But he liked the way she looked while she drew. So concentrated and serene. And now she was laying her head on his shoulder. But she had no clue why he was here or his level or anything. Yet she was closing her eyes and letting her guard down with him sitting right there next to her. "you like to draw don't you?"

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel nodded softly as the new kid said thanks, but she didn't open her eyes or nothing. She needed a break from the stairs anyway. Why did they have to be so freaking long? After a few moments the boy was talking again, which Pixel found weird because with all the talking she'd ever seen him do, which was none, she hadn't expected much more than the "ah" that came before the thanks earlier. She lifted her head, letting her tired eyes open and she gave a nod. Then she smiled, because Pixel always smiled when she was talking about things that made her happy. Since coming to the school her freshmen year, Pixel had done a lot.. a lot of changing. Then first year she'd been here she had completely shut herself off from the world, from everything, from anyone she might ever be able to call a friend. But now she was actually kind of popular. So she was a lot happier now than she had been two years ago. And she had matured a lot since coming here, but then again she had to, she was about to have a child.

Pixel dug around in her backpack, which was sitting next to her, and pulled her notebook out. She put it on her nap and flipped to a page covered almost completely in doodles. "I can draw real life, too, not just cartoon animals.." She ran her finger over a cute baby, cartoon hedgehog. "Would you like me to draw you something?" She looked up at him, smiling at him.

[andrew]

Andrew looked down at what Pixel had pulled out of her purse. She was opening it to a page of doodles. They were good. She should be an artist. Maybe thats what she wanted to be. His eyes scanned over all the doodles on the page. "Everything looks good. I can't draw. I like to play the guitar." He wanted to make a friend. Someone he could talk to. Even if only one. And he thought she was hot. Maybe .. Maybe they could be more one day. He'd try.

Then she was asking if he wanted her to draw him something. He smiled some. "That'd be cool. Doesn't have to be right now though .. You seemed like you were on your way somewhere when you sat down here" His eyes moved to her face, then back to her sketch pad. He did like her doodles. He could only imagine what a drawing she took her time on looked like. Even better then her doodles he bet.

[Pixel Conner]

Pixel smiled softly when the guy said it looked good. It was something she did for fun, mostly, but it was nice when others liked it, too. She looked over at him when he said he played guitar. "Really? I have another friend who plays guitar, too. He use to be a band, I think. I don't really know, I don't think I was paying that much attention to him when he was telling me about it." It was sorta just mentioned in passing, like 'hey I'm in a band', and pretty much since the start of her pregnancy, Pixel had done a lot more focusing on the child sitting on her stomach than she had about whatever was coming out of someone else's mouth, so she didn't really feel bad about not remembering if Christian was in a band or not. "Do you play in a band? I kinda started a Glee club with the music teacher a while back," Despite the fact she was telling herself not to, Pixel smiled mentioning Gage. It was harmless, because Pixel was damn near married, and Gage was pretty well committed to the social studies teacher. "Would you want to join us? I welcome new faces." She said, smiling not not because of Gage but because she really would enjoy his company at Glee Club.

Pixel nodded softly. "Okay, I'll take my time on it." Her mind began working on what she could draw for him, what he might like. She pursed her lips slightly, and looked up the stairs, she probably should get going. "I have to go do homework.. and probably take a nap.. beg my husband for a foot and ankle massage." She kicked her feet out in front of her, pulling up the legs of her pants to reveal her swollen ankles. She didn't have anywhere to put them up at when in class, so normally by the end of the day they looked like they were about to pop. "Do you want to walk with me?" She looked over and smiled at him. She was enjoying his company, she didn't want to leave it just yet.