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.

guys ended up in the same college?" She asks surprised. "What a coincidence!"

Right.

'Coincidence."

parts, of course, and by the

"Theodore Anthony Beckett. That is no way to treat

Can you please help me now?"

She sighs.

into something that both you and her aren't ready for. She needs to learn to trust you. Most importantly you need to learn to trust each other."

"When is the right time to move on with things?" I ask her and I can already sense

"You'll know. You're a

Great.

just a

I

Don't her knocked up. Use a condom! When

in marriage before sex." I yell feeling my

say before she hangs up and

Yes. It's true, despite all the rumors, I am

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is better than Pity Party." My

her black curls bounce as we walk down

"Quensilla."

know that voice.

keep walking.

a boy like literally running towards you." I shut my eyes and walk

Whatever you do, don't turn around again." She nods looking confused and soon I am spun around.

Theodore asks and I act

look convinced but he

"Can I talk to you after school?"  He asks and I immediately open my

to force you into anything."

two blocks from here." I agree wearily and he

walks off and I can't help but wonder what I just

Lauren asks and I almost forgot she was behind me.

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actually did that? 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 judge me

disgusted with me?"

if he is genuine when he apologizes." She tilts her head in his direction and I catch him looking at me, sitting at his usual table, with his

don't be too harsh on him okay? It may seem hard to forgive but. . . we all do some things that we're not supposed to and end up regretting it later.