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?"

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

"What're you doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil

you really think that

you

I'm going to school here. I wanna be a lawyer."

I mutter at him before putting the pencil down.

grins.

dear friend.

have to be trapped with

I snap. "Don't

mutters when he notices the change of

are any

"There aren't. You'll have to use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for the next three years." He scoffs and I almost cry.

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

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

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

I turn on my heel and was about to walk about when

sorry."

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

#

When I came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting of music

this boy seriously throwing

the sight before me has me shook.

over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the

and find him in a heated

sneers and I raise

you're 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 shy

"What the h-"

I am going to ask you nicely to get those people

you seriously when you say fudg-"

scream over the music and his eyes

goes over shaking his head before turning down the

guys party's

All I hear is fading awes as I notice

my locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as the

to 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