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 up. He grabs my shirt and pulls me

He merely growls and I roll my eyes.

Sit down and be humble." I scoff and

wasn't

Nope.

fact, I hated

hated that I liked it.

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

was about to spit on him again so he

I'll have to show you some respect in return... So... Quensilla Marie. Will you go on a date with

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

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

My mouth said no.

So why was my head screaming "Yes"?

you deeply dislike

Right.

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a killer.

second class was a killer

The third class was a killer.

class was ki-

I think you get the point

just happened to be in all of them,

locker door, I don't fail to notice

the cafeteria and plop down on my seat, watching as my

I wasn't hungry.

I never