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

him holding the pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow again.

you really think that

asked you

school here. I wanna be a

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

He grins.

dear friend. Are

I have to be trapped with this

I snap. "Don't

when he notices the change of mood.

see if there are

with paying those every month for the next

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

Newsflash Quensilla:

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

on my heel and was about to walk about

"I'm sorry."

I tell him

#

came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting of

boy seriously

Throwing open the door, the sight before me has

my clothes as the walk

heated session with some green-haired girl

your turn." 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.

"What the h-"

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

take you seriously when you

"NOW!" I scream over the music and

shaking his head before turning

party's over."

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

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

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