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?"

to get a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

the pencil up defensively and he

"Do you really think that penc-"

you

"Ohkay jeez. I'm going to school here.

I mutter at him before putting the pencil down.

grins.

"We, my dear friend. Are roommates!"

lord! No. Nooo. Why why why? Why did I have to be trapped with this goat." I yell dramatically and he flips my nose.

friend." I snap. "Don't touch me."

he notices the change

if there are any other rooms available."

apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for the next three years." He scoffs and I almost

tell him immediately while crossing my arms.

the past? Newsflash Quensilla: it's the

I retort. "Do you know how long the 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

my heel and was about to walk about when he

"I'm sorry."

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

#

before entering the dorm there was this

boy seriously throwing a party?

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

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

a heated

sneers and I raise an eyebrow.

"Cmon, 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

"What the h-"

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

seriously

"NOW!" I scream over the music

head before turning down the music.

guys party's

as I notice something familiar laying on

my dad gave to me sat apart as the

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