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?"

a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

ask him holding the pencil up defensively and he raises

"Do you really think that penc-"

asked you

going to school here. I wanna be

before putting the pencil down. "So why

He grins.

friend. Are roommates!"

Why did I have to be trapped with

friend." I snap. "Don't

"Sorry." He mutters when he notices the change of

gonna see if there are any

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

I tell him immediately while crossing my arms.

Newsflash Quensilla: it's the past."

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

heel and was about to walk about when he

sorry."

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

#

entering the dorm there was this loud

seriously throwing a

door, the sight before me has

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

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

your turn." She sneers and I raise an

like this." She looks at me with shock and she

the h-"

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

"It's hard to take you seriously when you say

"NOW!" I scream over the music and

his head before turning down the music.

party's

awes as I notice something familiar laying on the ground broken.

dad gave to me sat apart as the others were thrown apart.

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