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?"

This boy ought to get a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

ask him holding the pencil up defensively and

you really think that penc-"

asked you a

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

him before putting the pencil down. "So why are you in

grins.

my dear friend. Are roommates!"

No. Nooo. Why why why? Why did I have to be trapped with this goat."

snap. "Don't touch

mutters when he notices the change of

are

have to use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for the next three years."

you," I tell him immediately while crossing my

Newsflash Quensilla: it's 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.

was about

sorry."

now can it," I tell him

#

dorm there was this

this boy seriously

the door, the sight before me

clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell

for Theodore and find him in a heated session with some

She sneers and I raise

me with shock

"What the h-"

fist into your face. But I am a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask you nicely to get those people

hard to take you seriously when you

the music

goes over shaking his head before

guys party's

All I hear is fading awes as I notice something familiar laying on the

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

as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears,

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