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

"What're you doing here?" I ask him holding the pencil up defensively and he raises an eyebrow again.

"Do you really think that penc-"

you

here. I wanna be

pencil down.

grins.

friend. Are roommates!"

Why why why? Why did I have to be trapped with this goat."

snap.

he notices the change

see if there are any other

Good luck with paying those every month

you," I tell him immediately

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

called disgusting names all because of your childish acts. So don't tell me what the

was about to

sorry."

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

#

there was this

seriously throwing a party?

sight

all over my clothes as the walk drunkenly everywhere with the smell of booze assaulting my nose.

and find him in a heated session with some

She sneers and I

worth 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 quickly walking out.

"What the h-"

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

you seriously when you

music and his eyes

over shaking his head before

"Alright, guys party's over."

as I notice something familiar laying

A tiny piece of my locket that my dad gave to me sat apart as the others

racks with sobs unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I hastily pick up the pieces,

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