Bella couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever end up thinking that there were bad students. Maybe it came with the job over time. Bella after all had only been at the school for one month. Perhaps she still had that new teacher smell...even though she was not actually a teacher. She could sub. though if a teacher ever got sick or had to take off suddenly.
No way! Bella thought as she asked herself if she would ever think there were bad apples. She knew what Chelsea's home life had been like, growing up, and she turned out a really wonderful, lovely, tender, and kind person; when it was thought by most people that she'd wind up an opportunist or some kind of cheat ending up in jail.
"It's alright." Bella reassured. "One person can truly make all the difference in a persons life. I've seen it. And these students...if they just have one or more persons knowing that they genuinely care about them, care where they will end up, what they do, show kindness, trust, and don't give up on them no matter what happens, you're bound to always have a straight sharp quiver of arrows. One thing else you always have to remember is that everyone of these students are different; not because of their powers, but because they each think differently, have their own distinct personality."
And now she was starting to get a little preachy. At least everything she had said came directly from her heart, and she truly believed it. But point surly had been made. Bella smiled.
"I hope so."
Bella gave a nod as Milner got up and left for just a moment. She looked over her shoulder at Chelsea. Chelsea had that look on her face again. Bella knew full well what her best friend was thinking about. She also knew what prompted it. At the moment there was nothing she could do, but later on...
Bella laughed a little when Mister Milner came back with another cup of coffee, saying what he did. "I suppose we all do at some point. I'm spoiled though," Bella laughed merrily again. "living with the best cook in the world, and latte maker."