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?"

boy ought to get a pencil in his eye Timmy

I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and

really think that penc-"

you a question!"

here. I wanna be a lawyer."

pencil down. "So why are

grins.

friend. Are

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

snap. "Don't touch me."

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

there are any other rooms available."

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

tell him immediately while

past? Newsflash Quensilla: it's

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

Huffing, I turn on my heel and was about to walk about when he spoke up.

"I'm sorry."

sorry can't fix anything right now can it," I tell

#

I 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 has me shook.

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

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

She sneers and

don't have men treating you like this." She looks at me with shock and she steps away all of a sudden shy before quickly walking out.

the h-"

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

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

the music and

his head before turning down the music.

party's

as I notice something familiar laying on the ground broken.

locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as the

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