"Well guess what I dont want it."
Maria sighed. "I don't care whether or not you want my help, you're getting it," she said. She knew that he probably wasn't going to like her for this, but she didn't care. She believed that he needed her help, and even if he didn't want it, he was going to get it. She was Headmistress, after all; how could she let one of her students, especially one so young, try to hurt themselves like that?
She listened to the boys and girls conversation, and was glad that the girl could convince him to go with her. She watched as he let go of the door knob, and looked between him and the girl before looking out into the hall. She turned back to them, waiting for them before she started walking away.