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

ask him holding the pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow again.

you really think that penc-"

you a question!"

to school here. I

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

He grins.

dear friend.

No. Nooo. Why why why? Why did I have to be trapped with this

snap. "Don't touch

notices the change of

see if there are any other rooms

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

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

Newsflash Quensilla: it's the past."

don't tell me what the fudge it is. I know its the past and I'm oh so sorry

my heel and was about to walk about when he spoke up.

"I'm sorry."

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

#

the dorm there was this loud blasting of music and

Is this boy seriously throwing a party?

the sight before me has

boxes destroyed. People stomping all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting my nose.

and find him in a heated session with some green-haired girl and I tap her shoulder.

She sneers and I raise an eyebrow.

me with shock and

"What the

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

"It's hard to take you seriously when you

music and his eyes widen.

head before

guys party's over."

notice something

A tiny piece of my locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as

barely have time for tears to drip as my body racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I