"Here, we'll go this way." There were a few tables in the back that she could ward off so that no one else could hear them speak. She took a seat and pulled her hair back from her face. "So, what are you working on?" She had wanted to know if they were on the same page as far as ideas went.
"A few of us are thinking of meeting together. Maybe if we set up a schedule or something?" Stella felt a slight discomfort in her chest while she spoke. She couldn't really help it. Since she was a sixth year, she had felt... something for Susan, and it was hardly innocent. She never acted on her feelings simply because Susan was a friend, she was fairly positive she liked men, and she didn't want to be made a fool of.