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?"

a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

pencil up defensively and he raises

"Do you really think

asked you

school here. I wanna

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

grins.

my dear friend. Are

be

friend." I snap.

notices the change of mood.

gonna see if there are any other rooms available."

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

him immediately while crossing my arms.

past? Newsflash

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 he gives me

heel and was about to walk about when he

"I'm sorry."

can it," I tell him before

#

entering the dorm there was this loud blasting of music and

boy seriously throwing a party?

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

over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of

a heated

sneers and I raise an

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

"What the h-"

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 into the

to take you seriously when

I scream over the music and his eyes

over shaking his head before turning down the

guys party's

I notice something

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

with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between