Please Don't Touch

Quensilla's POV

He's just confused.

Yup.

That's all.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I tiptoe out fully dressed ready day for classes.

"Hey, babe. You ready?"

"Oh crap!" I yell frightened, hand over my heart. "I-I- Don't call me 'babe."

I grumpily step out and slam the door leaving him inside before sprinting towards the library.

Once indoors, I breathe a sigh of relief, I walk towards the teen fiction section and found absolutely nothing interesting. I look around to see if anyone was looking before making my way to the forbidden adult sector I search a little before I pick out a book called "Fifty shades of grey".

Seems innocent enough.

I took it and walk towards the sectioned tables and sigh with happiness at the silence

Fifteen chapters engrossed into the book and I'm telling you people. It's not for kids!

"So what're we reading?" I jump slamming the book shut. I move quickly to hide the book from Theodore as he sat next to me.

"We aren't reading anything." I snap rudely trying to covering up.

"Oh lighten up, you'll get wrinkles at your young age." he jokes flicking my nose and I stare at his hands in disgust before spitting square into his eyes.

trying to get

merely growls and I

Sit down and be humble." I scoff and

I wasn't

Nope.

I hated it.

hated that I liked

Quensilla" He murmurs my name rolling off his tongue as he pulls my closer, his lips lightly brushing against mine with every word. "You should know how powerful I am by now and how

realizes I was about to spit on him again

in return... So... Quensilla Marie. Will you

Staring at him in shock I nearly hit him with that corrupted book I hid in my shirt.

by surprise so I pull back and move away as the bell rings.

My mouth said no.

So why was my head

you deeply

Right.

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was a killer.

was a killer 

The third class was a

class

I think you get the point

to be in all of them, torturing me until I said yes to his stupid date!

locker door, I don't fail to notice

cafeteria and plop down on my seat, watching as my huge thighs sprawl out the size of Texas.

wasn't hungry.

I never was.