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

doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil up

think that penc-"

asked you

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

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

He grins.

dear friend. Are

be trapped with this goat."

snap.

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

see if there are any other rooms available."

apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every

you," I tell him

"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

turn on my heel and was about to walk

"I'm sorry."

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

#

before entering the dorm there was this loud

Is this boy seriously throwing a party?

the door, the sight before me has

the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting my

and find him in a heated session with some green-haired girl and I tap her shoulder.

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

She looks at me with shock and she steps away all of a sudden

"What the

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 you nicely to get those people the fudge put of my house

seriously

I scream over the music and his eyes widen.

He goes over shaking his head

guys party's over."

as I notice something familiar laying on the ground broken.

locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as

racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a

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