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

"What're you doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and

really think that

"I asked you a question!"

I'm going to school here. I wanna be a

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

He grins.

my dear friend.

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

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

he notices the change of

if there are any

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

like you," I tell him immediately while crossing my arms.

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

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 is. I know its the past and I'm oh so sorry that

Huffing, I turn on my heel and was about to walk about when he spoke up.

"I'm sorry."

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

#

there was this loud blasting of

this boy seriously throwing a party?

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

the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting

Theodore and find him in a heated session with some green-haired girl and

sneers and I raise an

She looks at me

the h-"

to ram my fist into your face. But I am a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask

you seriously when

the music and his eyes widen.

He goes over shaking his head before turning down

guys party's over."

I hear is fading awes as I notice

dad gave to me sat apart as the others

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