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?"

This boy ought to get a pencil in his eye

I ask him holding the pencil up defensively

"Do you really think that penc-"

you

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

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

He grins.

"We, my dear friend.

why? Why did I have to be

snap.

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

if there are

"There aren't. You'll have to use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those

don't like you," I tell him immediately while crossing my

Newsflash Quensilla: it's the

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

Huffing, I turn on my heel and was about to

"I'm sorry."

now can it," I tell him before

#

When I came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud

this boy seriously throwing a party?

the door, the sight before me has me shook.

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

I search for Theodore and find him in a heated session with some green-haired girl and I

your turn." She sneers

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

"What the h-"

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

over the music and his eyes widen.

head before turning down the music.

"Alright, guys party's over."

I hear is fading awes as I notice something familiar laying on the ground broken.

dad gave to me sat apart as the others were thrown apart.

with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I hastily pick up the pieces, walking to the bathroom.