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?"

pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

pencil up

"Do you really think that

asked you

school here. I wanna be a lawyer."

putting the pencil down. "So why are you in

He grins.

friend. Are roommates!"

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

I snap. "Don't touch

when he notices the change of

are any other

apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for the next three

don't like you," I tell him immediately while crossing my arms.

past? Newsflash Quensilla:

you know 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 head!" I yell at him and

on my heel and was about to

"I'm sorry."

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

#

the dorm there was this loud blasting of music and cheers.

boy seriously throwing a party?

Throwing open the door, the sight before me has me shook.

boxes destroyed. People stomping all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere

I search for Theodore and find him in a heated session with some green-haired girl and

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

She looks at me with shock and she steps away all of a sudden shy before

the h-"

no idea 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 my clothes off of

seriously when

"NOW!" I scream over the music and his eyes

his head before turning down

"Alright, guys party's

All I hear is fading awes as I notice something familiar laying on the ground broken.

to me sat

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