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?"

This boy ought to get a pencil in his

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

think that

asked you a question!"

going to school here. I wanna

at him before putting the pencil down. "So why are you in

grins.

my dear friend. Are roommates!"

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

snap. "Don't touch me."

he notices the change

are any other rooms available."

with paying those every month for

you," I tell him immediately while crossing

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

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

my heel and was about

"I'm sorry."

fix anything right now can it," I tell him before slamming the door behind me and leaving.

#

entering the dorm there was this loud blasting

boy seriously throwing

sight before me has me shook.

walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting my

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

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

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

"What the h-"

no idea how 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

take you seriously when you

"NOW!" I scream over the music and his eyes

He goes over shaking his head before turning down

party's

hear is fading awes as I notice something familiar laying on

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

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,