Please Don't Touch

Theodore's POV

I sit in the room. . . .

Alone. . . . .

On a Saturday. . . . . .

Ever since Quen left and moved into a new apartment-

I have no idea how she did it so fast.

-I haven't been seeing her a lot around the school except for in classes but she would sit far away, and bolt as soon as the class ended.

Picking up my phone, I dial the only person I know that can help me.

"Woah, am I seeing the contact name correctly or. . ." I roll my eyes amused.

"Hello would be nicer, mom," I tell her and she chuckles.

"Hello sweetie, how are things?"

"Good. . . School wise."

"Oh, is something wrong?"

"Girl trouble." I sigh rubbing my forehead and she gasps.

"Girl trouble? That's a first." She mutters the last part my face goes flat at her response. "Who is this special girl?"

I take a deep breath before responding.

"Do you remember Quensilla?"

"Quensilla? Isn't she the one that you. . . . Oh... "

"Yup."

My mom was literally my best friend, I told her everything. Including what I did a few years ago.

up in the same college?"

Right.

'Coincidence."

I began explaining everything to her leaving out the dirty parts, of course, and by the time I was done, she

Anthony Beckett. That is no way to

I get it. Can you

She sighs.

right now you need to start from scratch. Try being friends first before just jumping into something that both you and

things?" I ask her and I can already sense

You're a smart

Great.

just

I

sweetie. I love you. Don't her knocked up. Use a condom! When the time is right

"Mom! I thought I told you I believe in marriage before sex." I yell feeling my cheeks heat up

too," I say before she hangs

true, despite all the rumors, I am still a virgin.

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Party." My

rolls her eyes amused, her black curls bounce as we walk down the

"Quensilla."

know that voice.

keep walking.

Silla. There's a boy like literally running towards you." I shut my eyes and

She nods looking confused and soon I am spun around.

asks and I

but

I talk to you after school?"  He asks

going to force you into anything." He says and I eye him skeptically.

two blocks

see you then." He walks off and I can't help but wonder what I just

Lauren asks and I

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And now he wants you? I call b.s." Lauren shrugs biting into her sandwich. It was lunchtime and I filled Lauren in at what happened that night. I was surprised she didn't

disgusted with me?" I ask her and she raises

I'm not saying that you have to go plunging into his arms, but don't be too harsh on him if he is genuine when he apologizes." She tilts her head in his direction and I

may seem hard to forgive but. . . we all do some things that we're not supposed to and end up regretting it later. It's the