"I hope," she sniffled. "Can we get some now?"
" Don’t worry it will." She smiled at her. " Yes i left some in the kitchen. Their chocolate chip i hope those are okay."
"Good to hear. I’m fine as well." Leading her toward the hall way the infirmary was. Still not always the best at making conversation.
" Well that’s good." She kept walking feeling like she didn’t need to go to the infirmary. " Are you sure my fall was that bad?"
"Your welcome." Extending a hand to help the girl to her feet Ben faked a small smile. "How have you been?"
Stella took his hand and stood up. Then she let go of his hand and smiled at him. “i have been good. Well now im good. How about you?”
"I probably have, but at least I can wear proper lady shoes without tripping and making a fool of myself."
" Everyone trips once in a while."
"It certainly looked like it was. Would you like me to escort you to the infirmary?"
" Yeah that would be nice. Thanks Benjamin."
"Thanks, that’s really nice, Stella. I think I’m just kind of—he was my first boyfriend.. and he left without saying good bye.."
" I know how that feels. Don’t worry i’m telling you cookies and chocolate can fix anything."
"Miss Stella are you alright?"
" I might be. Was my fall that bad?"
"Is looking like an idiot a hobby of yours?"
" Oh well you woke wrong side of the bed."