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?"

to get a pencil in his eye Timmy Turner's style.

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

really think that

"I asked you a question!"

here.

the pencil down. "So

grins.

"We, my dear friend. Are roommates!"

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

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

mutters when he notices the change of mood.

there are any other

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

tell him immediately while

"Because of the past? Newsflash Quensilla:

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

my heel and was about to walk about

sorry."

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

#

When I came back, before entering the dorm there was this loud blasting of music and cheers.

boy seriously throwing a party?

door, the sight before me has me shook.

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

a heated

your turn." She sneers and I raise an

looks at me with shock and she steps away

the h-"

have 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 off of the ground and into

seriously when

the music and his eyes widen.

head before turning down

"Alright, guys party's over."

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

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

unexpectedly as I run toward it, kneeling. Pushing a lock between my ears, I hastily pick up