" You might be right."

She swung down off the seesaw, noting how Lucas was very careful to help her not fall off. He was such a sweet, considerate boy. She followed him over to the tree where he left his stuff.

" I'll walk you back, Stella might be getting worried about me."

"That's sweet, and knowing her, she prolly is. She's just that type of girl, eh?"

Hawthorne fell into step behind Lucas, and they headed back to the dormitories. It was nice to have wasted an afternoon doing absolutely nothing with a new friend.