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

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

really think that penc-"

"I asked you a question!"

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

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

grins.

friend. Are roommates!"

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

snap. "Don't

he notices the change of

"I'm gonna see if there are

luck with paying those every month for the

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

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

disowned, called disgusting names all because of your childish acts. So don't tell me

about to walk about when

"I'm sorry."

well, sorry can't fix anything right now can it," I tell him before slamming the door behind me and

#

came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting of music and cheers.

seriously throwing a party?

the door, the sight before me

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

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

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

this." She looks at me with shock and she steps away all

"What the h-"

But I am a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask you nicely

hard to take you seriously

the music and

over shaking his head before turning down the music.

"Alright, guys party's

All I hear is fading awes as I notice something

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

sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I hastily pick up the