Please Don't Touch

2. All This Drama And School Hasn't Started Yet.

Quensilla's POV

Pulling the last of my heavy boxes into the dorm, I dust off my hands and smile at my progress but it soon falls as I realize that I have to unpack.

Grunting, I lock my car and walk upstairs.

Dorm 22.

Turning the knob I freeze at the sight before me.

A male.

In a black hoodie, with black pants and black shoes.

Burglar!

I thought this school was secured!

Grabbing the nearest thing which was a pencil, I warily walk towards the criminal.

It was rummaging through one of my boxes.

Perv!

Swiftly I use the pencils strength and slam it down on his back. He freezes while I'm left here wondering why the pencil didn't pierce through him like in Fairy God Parents.

He slowly stands his full height which was about 6'1 and I was barely even reaching mid-back.

Barely.

But I'm kinda there.

He turns around and raises an eyebrow at me before both eyebrows raise.

"Silla?"

"Theodore?"

get a pencil in

holding the pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow again.

you really think that penc-"

asked you a question!"

here. I wanna be a

at him before putting the pencil down. "So why are you

grins.

friend. Are roommates!"

be trapped with this goat."

I snap. "Don't touch

mutters when he notices the change of mood.

are any other rooms

luck with paying those every month for the next three years." He scoffs and I almost

him immediately while crossing my arms.

Newsflash Quensilla: it's the

childish acts. So don't tell me what the fudge it is.

my heel and was about

sorry."

fix anything right now can it," I tell him before slamming the door behind me

#

came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting of music and cheers.

Is this boy seriously throwing a party?

the door, the sight

stomping all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting my nose.

a heated session with some green-haired girl and I tap her shoulder.

your turn." She sneers and I raise an eyebrow.

more than that, don't have men treating you like this." She looks at me with shock and she steps away all

"What the

am a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask you nicely to get those people the fudge put of

"It's hard to take you seriously when you

over the music and his eyes widen.

He goes over shaking his head before

party's over."

notice something familiar laying on

to me

racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I hastily pick up the

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