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

pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow again.

"Do you really think that penc-"

"I asked you a

I'm going to school here.

before putting the pencil down. "So why are you in my dorm."

He grins.

friend. Are

Why did I have to be trapped with this goat." I yell dramatically and he

friend." I snap.

he notices

are any

to use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every

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

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

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

about to walk about when he spoke up.

"I'm sorry."

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

#

When I came back, before entering the dorm there

seriously throwing a

sight before me

walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting my

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

sneers and

more than that, don't have men treating you like this." She looks at me with shock and she

the

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

seriously when you say fudg-"

the music and his

head

guys party's over."

awes as I notice something

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

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