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?"

ought to get a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's

here?" I ask him holding the pencil up

"Do you really think

asked you a

school here. I wanna be a

pencil down.

grins.

dear friend.

why? Why did I have to be trapped with this

I snap. "Don't touch

he notices the change of mood.

if there are

aren't. You'll have to use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for the next three years."

you," I tell him

the past? Newsflash Quensilla:

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

I turn on my heel and was about to

sorry."

I tell him before slamming the door

#

entering the dorm there

boy seriously throwing

Throwing open the door, the sight before

over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell

for Theodore and find him in a heated session

sneers and I

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

"What the

a happy, changed adolescent so I am going to ask you nicely to get those people the fudge put of my house and to get my clothes off of the ground and into the wash."

hard to take you seriously when you say fudg-"

scream over the music and

over shaking his head before turning down

guys party's over."

is fading awes as I notice something

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

time for tears to drip as my body racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I hastily pick up the