Please Don't Touch

2. All This Drama And School Hasn't Started Yet.

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?"

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

you doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow

you really think that penc-"

asked you a question!"

I'm going to school here.

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

He grins.

"We, my dear friend. Are roommates!"

did I have to be trapped with this goat." I yell dramatically and he flips my nose.

"No friend." I snap. "Don't touch

he notices the change

see if there are any other

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

him

Newsflash

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 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

and was about to walk about when he

sorry."

it," I tell him before slamming the door behind me and

#

before entering the dorm there was this loud

this boy seriously throwing a party?

door, the sight before me has me shook.

all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell

heated session with some green-haired girl and I tap her

"Wait till your turn." She sneers and I raise an eyebrow.

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

"What 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

to take you seriously when you say

scream over the music and his eyes

goes over shaking his head

party's over."

fading awes as I notice something familiar

of my locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as the others were thrown

with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears,

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