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?"

to get a pencil in his eye Timmy

doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow

think

you a question!"

school here. I wanna be a

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

grins.

"We, my dear friend.

"Oh, lord! No. Nooo. Why why why? Why did I have to be trapped with this goat." I

"No friend." I snap.

notices the

gonna see if there are any other rooms available."

aren't. You'll have to use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every

tell him immediately while crossing my arms.

past? Newsflash

how long 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. I know its the past and I'm oh so sorry that the past still swims in my

turn on my heel and was about to

"I'm sorry."

now can it," I tell him before slamming the

#

there was this loud blasting

seriously throwing a

the sight before me

over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the

I search for Theodore and find him in a heated session

"Wait till your turn." She sneers and

treating you like this." She looks at me with shock and she steps away all

"What the h-"

how much I want to ram my 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

"It's hard to take you seriously when

"NOW!" I scream over the music

He goes over shaking his head before turning down the music.

party's over."

I hear is fading awes as I notice something familiar laying on the

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

tears to drip as my body racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock