The girl responded with enthusiasm and Ellie smiled. The bubbly girl motioned to Ellie's guitar and asked if she played. Ellie turned her head and her hand lightly touched the neck of her treasured acoustic, who went by the name Franklin, and said, "Yeah, I do actually." Ellie loved her guitar and loved talking about music. The other girl, however, was distracted and inquired about sugar quills. Ellie's brow furrowed, trying to remember where they were. "Um... I think..."
But the girl turned and had already bounded away. Ellie shrugged, unhurt by the girl's indifference, and she continued browsing. Being a bit tall, Ellie was able to look over the heads of the younger students. A crowed was gathered around something and she craned her neck. They were all arguing over the use of spell checking quills. And that was why the other girl couldn't find the sugar quills.
"'Scuse!" Ellie bellowed, using her low voice as she barrelled through the boys. She grabbed a handful and then turned, scanning the crowded shop. She spotted her acquaintance and squeezed through the boys, pushing through until she reached the girl. "Here," she said, holding them out. "I found 'em."