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.

same college?" She asks surprised. "What a coincidence!"

Right.

'Coincidence."

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

way

I get it. Can you please help me now?"

She sighs.

jumping into something that both you and her aren't ready for. She needs to learn to

right time to move on with things?" I ask her and I can

know. You're a smart

Great.

so useful just a while

mom." I murmur.

welcome sweetie. I love you. Don't her knocked up. Use

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

before she hangs up and begins planning.

rumors, I am

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think that Soap is better than Pity Party." My new friend Lauren says as

amused, her black curls bounce

"Quensilla."

that voice.

So I keep walking.

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

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

and I act confused shaking my

He doesn't look convinced but he

you after school?"  He asks

into anything." He says

"Alright. Meet me at the cafe just two blocks from here." I agree wearily

I'll see you then." He walks off and I can't

that?" Lauren asks and I almost

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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

utterly disgusted with me?" I ask her and she raises an eyebrow.

He made a mistake and 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 catch him looking at me, sitting at his usual table, with

. . we all do some things that we're not supposed to and end up regretting it later. It's the cycle of