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 style.

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

really think

asked you a question!"

going to school here. I wanna be a

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

He grins.

my dear friend.

why why? Why did I have to be trapped

friend." I snap. "Don't touch

He mutters when he notices the change of

"I'm gonna see if there are any other

paying those every month for the next three years." He scoffs and I almost cry.

you," I tell him immediately while crossing my

the past? Newsflash

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

on my heel and was about to walk about when he spoke

sorry."

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

#

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

boy seriously throwing a party?

Throwing open the 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.

him in a heated session with some

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

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

the h-"

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

you seriously when you say fudg-"

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

He goes over shaking his head before turning down

guys party's over."

I notice something familiar laying

dad gave to me sat

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