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?"

to get a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's

pencil up defensively and he

"Do you really think

you a

school here. I wanna be

the pencil down. "So why

He grins.

"We, my dear friend. Are roommates!"

Why did I have to be trapped with this goat." I yell dramatically and he

"No friend." I snap. "Don't touch me."

notices the change of mood.

see if there are

of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for the next three years."

like you," I tell him

of the past? Newsflash Quensilla: it's the past."

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 turn on my heel and was about to walk about when

"I'm sorry."

right now can it," I tell him before slamming the

#

dorm there was this loud blasting of music and

seriously

the sight before me has me

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

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

"Wait till your turn." She sneers and I raise an eyebrow.

me with shock and she

the h-"

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

I scream over the music and his eyes

shaking his head before turning down

"Alright, guys party's over."

notice something familiar laying on

piece of my locket that my dad gave to me sat

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