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?"

a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

"What're you doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and

really think that penc-"

you a

"Ohkay jeez. I'm going to school here. I wanna be a lawyer."

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

He grins.

friend. Are roommates!"

why why? Why did I have to be trapped with

snap.

notices

see if there are any other rooms available."

use an apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for

you," I tell him immediately while crossing my

the past? Newsflash Quensilla: it's the

retort. "Do 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

Huffing, I turn on my heel and was about to

"I'm sorry."

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

#

there

Is this boy seriously throwing a party?

sight before

boxes destroyed. People stomping all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell

him in a heated session with some green-haired girl and I

She sneers

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 shy before

the

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 the fudge put of my house and to get my clothes off of the ground

you seriously when

the music

He goes over shaking his head before turning

party's over."

I notice

to me sat

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