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.

He freezes before turning red and I stiffen before trying to get

to learn some respect." He merely growls and I roll

and be humble." I scoff and he grabs my neck stiffly and pulls

wasn't choking.

Nope.

I hated it.

hated that I liked it.

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 far I will go to get it. As if I haven't made myself clear the last time, You.

realizes I was about to spit on him again so he stops me.

to show you some respect in return... So... Quensilla Marie. Will you go on a date

shock I nearly hit him with that

answer takes him by surprise so I pull back and

My mouth said no.

So why was my

Quen, you deeply dislike him.

Right.

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was a killer.

second class was

The third class was a killer.

The fourth class was

I think you get the

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

door, I don't fail to notice

seat, watching as my huge thighs

I wasn't hungry.

never