Please Don't Touch

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?"

This boy ought to get a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

pencil up defensively and he

really think that

asked you

jeez. I'm going to school here. I

"Ew," I mutter at him before putting the pencil down. "So why are you in my dorm."

He grins.

"We, my dear friend.

Why why why? Why did I have to be

snap. "Don't touch me."

mutters when he notices the change of mood.

if there are any other rooms available."

paying those every month for the next three years."

like you," I tell him immediately

of the past? Newsflash Quensilla: it's the past."

lasts? Three years. For the past three years, I have been ridiculed, disowned, called disgusting names all because of your childish acts. So don't tell me what the fudge it is.

Huffing, I turn on my heel and was about to

sorry."

can't fix anything right now can it," I tell him before slamming the

#

came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting

boy seriously throwing a party?

Throwing open the door, the sight before

as the walk drunkenly everywhere

in a heated

sneers

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

"What the h-"

fist into your face. But I am a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask you nicely to get those people the fudge put of my house and to get my clothes off of the ground and

to take you seriously when you say fudg-"

the music and his eyes widen.

over shaking his head before turning down

party's

as I notice something familiar laying

tiny piece of my locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as the others were thrown

drip as my body racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward