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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believe you kidnapped me!" I yell for like the fifth time while sitting

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

I scream and

will tape your

"Where are you gonna

glove compartment. Duh." I zip my mouth

that right after I was done bathing he would throw me over his shoulder for everyone to see and drag me

and I roll my eyes stepping out and slamming the car door.

well I tried, but I was still at a distance and he kept glancing over at me and

"In here." He points to a fancy looking store and I

"Do I look like a bank to you?"

"I'm paying."

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

"They were ruined. I threw them out."

and he shrugged. "I left you some jeans and a

blaming you universe.

sarcastically and he blushes. "What? What is wrong with

was your color." Then he

Red?

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"I'm paying you

with glee. But he bought me a lot of clothes and I would be happy except

"Whatever. Let's just go."

get back to the dorm, I climb out of the car and grab all sixty-seven bags. No,

me help y-"

from him and he drops his hand looking

stairs. I wait for him

My hands

help with that either." He says sarcastically while

Setting down the bags, I suck up my pride

you," I tell him.

"You're welc-"

towards me, I begin to unpack. It was about four and Theodore just sat on the

your family?"

mother and brother disowned me after your stunt and my father is dead." I

sorry..."

before," I tell him pushing my empty boxes under the

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

all heard that excuse."

don't know how irritating that is! I don't know if I want to spend more time here

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at the time it was 6:30 and the sun was almost fully out. I watched as

I ask him and I immediately regret it.

"Out." He says curtly before falling asleep and I shrug not caring.

out of bed, yawning and wincing

shower also. Pulling my brown hair into a

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

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