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?"

pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's

pencil up

"Do you really think

asked you a question!"

to school here. I wanna be a lawyer."

before putting the pencil down. "So why are

He grins.

my dear friend. Are roommates!"

to be trapped

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

mutters when he notices

gonna see if there are

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

you," I tell him

past? Newsflash Quensilla: it's

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

and was about to walk about when he spoke up.

sorry."

"Yeah well, sorry can't fix anything right now can it," I tell him before slamming the door behind me and

#

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

Is this boy seriously throwing a party?

sight before me has me shook.

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

find him in a heated

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

at me with shock and she steps

the h-"

am going to ask you nicely to get those people the fudge put of my house and to get

hard to take you seriously when

the music and his eyes

He goes over shaking his head

guys party's

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

locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as the

have 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