"This is affecting our group from yesterday, isn't it? I'll go along with whatever dumb thing you'll plan, I've got nothing better to do," Whitney snapped as he walked past and though Pen raised an eyebrow, she held her tongue. No use starting an argument.

Dave appeared again and grabbed his backpack.

"I'll go look around for Saxon and the others, see you later" he said, rushing off. Pen shrugged, not really wanting to go to English. With her headache worsening, she made the logical decision to skip it. 

She wandered down the corridors and tried to act casual as she walked out the back door. The area outside was empty and Pen breathed in the fresh air, feeling marginally better. It seemed as though being outside was helping and Pen took this as an excuse to walk out the school gates. She staggered over to one of the benches down the avenue where the school was set and tossed her own bag down on the seat next to herself. Sighing, she leant back and closed her eyes, praying for the dizzy spell to pass.