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 style.

I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and he

think that

you a question!"

to school here. I wanna be a lawyer."

"Ew," I mutter at him before putting the pencil down. "So why

He grins.

dear friend. Are roommates!"

have to be trapped with this goat." I yell dramatically

snap. "Don't touch me."

when he notices the change

see if there are

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

you," I tell him immediately

Newsflash Quensilla:

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 a look of pure guilt.

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

"I'm sorry."

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

#

entering the dorm there was this loud blasting

seriously throwing a

Throwing open the door, the sight before me has me

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

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

sneers and I raise

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 before quickly

the

Theodore. You have 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 the ground and into the wash."

hard to take you seriously when you say

the music and his eyes widen.

head before turning down the music.

"Alright, guys party's over."

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

my locket that my dad gave to me

for tears 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 pieces, walking to the bathroom.