Please Don't Touch

3. New Friends And Jealous Old Ones

Quensilla's POV

I'm really tired and everything hurts, let's just say I woke up in the bathroom today.

We had three extra days just to settle in and I was going to use \fully just to sleep.

"Silla. I really need to pee." Standing from the floor I open the door only to meet a naked wall.

Walls aren't naked...

"Excuse me," I mutter blushing and he smirks before stepping aside.

I roll my eyes and plop on my bed as he enters and closes the door.

What am I doing today...

I look around the room to find that my clothes were missing.

What in the world.

I go on a full rampage, checking under the beds, in the washing machine, in his shoes, in my shoes. They aren't here anywhere. And my locket! Where is it?!

Banging on the bathroom door I was furious."Theodore! Where is my stuff?"

"I don't know." He tells me and I step away from the door, clenching my fist and gritting my teeth.

How am I going to survive?

Sighing, I realized that there were some jeans and a T-shirt in the corner.

What universe? No underwear.

I swallowed my pride and clipped onto Theodore's underwear drawer and yank it open hastily.

I grab the smallest pair I could find and put it under my bed for when I'm done bathing.

I'll have to reuse the bra.

He finally comes out, with his phone.

Ew.

"We're going shopping today." He tells me and one of my eyebrows goes sky high.

"Um excuse me." I begin. "I. Do. Not. Like. You. Get one of the willing college girls you had with you last night, I'm sure they will be glad to accompany you."

I roll my eyes before grabbing my clothes and hiding the underwear in between them. Before I make it to the bathroom he grabs my arm and pulls it back to him.

"Watch who you're talking to Quensilla." I yank my hand out of his grip and glare.

"Don't tell me what to do. I will talk to you however I want to." Turning on my heel, I get in and slam the door.

He thinks he can just have me like how he has the other co-

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I yell for like the fifth time while sitting in his very awesome

you can't see, the glass is up!" He

yelling too!" I scream and he

will tape your mouth."

are you gonna get tape

Duh." I zip my mouth and

knew that right after I was done bathing he would throw me over his shoulder for everyone

my eyes stepping out and slamming the car door.

I was still at a distance

here." He points to a fancy looking store and I furrow my eyebrows at him.

I look like a bank to you?"

"I'm paying."

curtly, walking into a five-dollar store. "Where did

ruined. I threw them out."

he shrugged. "I left you some jeans and

for blaming

sarcastically and he blushes. "What? What

knew red was your color." Then

Red?

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"I'm paying you back."

and I nearly jumped with glee. But he bought me a lot of clothes and I would be happy except I'm not, I don't want to be

Let's just go."

to the dorm, I climb out of the car and

me help y-"

thank you." I snap stepping away from him and he drops his hand looking discouraged.

him to open the

I was beyond irritated. My hands were killing me.

help with that either." He says sarcastically while unlocking the door and I roll my eyes.

suck

you," I

"You're welc-"

again." I turn away from him, pulling all my boxes towards me, I begin to unpack. It was about four and Theodore just sat on the

"How's your family?"

disowned me after your stunt and my father is dead." I tell him shrugging and I hear the

sorry..."

said many times before," I tell him pushing my empty boxes under the bed and

am. I just...I don't know, I was young and-"

all heard that excuse."

I want to spend

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almost fully out. I watched as Theodore kicked off his shoes and

you?" I ask him and I immediately

curtly before falling asleep and

slip out of bed, yawning and wincing at my

and brushed my teeth taking a shower also. Pulling my brown hair into

I take up my spare key and stuff it into my pocket deciding to take a walk and go around the college scene and

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