Please Don't Touch

2. All This Drama And School Hasn't Started Yet.

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 Timmy Turner's

the pencil up

really think that penc-"

asked you a question!"

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

the pencil down. "So why are you in my

He grins.

dear friend. Are roommates!"

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

snap. "Don't touch me."

notices the change

"I'm gonna see if there are any

of campus. Good luck with paying those every month for

him immediately while crossing my

the past? Newsflash

childish acts. So don't tell me what the fudge it is. I know its the

about to

"I'm sorry."

now can it," I tell him

#

came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting

Is this boy seriously throwing

the sight

the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting

Seeing red, I search for Theodore and find him in a heated session with some

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

She looks at me with shock and she steps away all of a sudden shy before quickly

"What the

much I want to 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

to take you seriously when you say fudg-"

I scream over the music

over shaking his head

guys party's over."

notice something familiar laying

A tiny piece of my locket that my dad gave to

sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my

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