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?"

pencil in his

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

"Do you really think that penc-"

you a question!"

going to school here. I wanna

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

grins.

dear friend. Are roommates!"

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

friend." I snap. "Don't touch

he notices the change of

gonna see if there are any other rooms

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

tell him

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 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 pure guilt.

and was about to walk

sorry."

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

#

there was

this boy seriously throwing

sight before me has me shook.

boxes destroyed. People stomping all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of

him in a heated session with some green-haired girl

turn." She sneers and I raise an eyebrow.

men treating you like this." She looks at me

the h-"

I am a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask you nicely to get those people the fudge put of my house and to get my clothes

take you seriously when you say fudg-"

music and his

He goes over shaking his head before turning down the music.

party's

as I notice something familiar laying on the ground broken.

dad gave to

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