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

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

you really think that penc-"

"I asked you a question!"

"Ohkay jeez. I'm going to school here. I wanna be a

before putting the pencil down. "So why are

He grins.

dear friend. Are

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

snap. "Don't

He mutters when he notices the change

are any other rooms available."

apartment out of campus. Good luck with paying

tell him immediately while

Newsflash Quensilla: it's the past."

Three years. For the 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 the past still swims in my head!" I yell at him and he gives me a look of

was about to walk about when he spoke

sorry."

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

#

the dorm there was this loud blasting of

Is this boy seriously throwing

Throwing open the door, the sight before me has me shook.

People 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 green-haired girl

your turn." She sneers and

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

"What 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 my house

"It's hard to take you seriously

"NOW!" I scream over the music

He goes over shaking his head before turning down the

party's over."

as I notice something familiar laying

my dad gave to me sat apart

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