Gwen stirred, but cringed and weakly cried out as she felt her whole body ache from the impact. Her eyes slowly opened as she felt Peter's presence beside her, hearing his voice asking where it hurt before screaming for help. "I-I'm fine P-Peter....... Just hurt a little, that's all." She said, smiling a bit to try and reassure him but felt her head throbbing which wasn't a good sign. A trail of blood slipped down her face from the cut she had gained on her forehead which she didn't exactly know why except for that her forehead had hit a combination lock when she had hit the lockers. One of the teachers came out and saw the two together, rushing back into her room and calling the principle. The principle ran over to them and looked at Gwen, seeing that her body was bruised in a lot of places. 

"Who did this to her?! Was it you Peter!?" The principle asked angrily, seeing Gwen Shake her head no before wincing. "I-It was Tim J-Jones sir......" Gwen managed to mumble before her head hit the floor, her brain having passed out after the overload of pain she was trying to force down. The principle took out his cellphone and called an ambulance, the neon there within five minutes. They put Gwen on a stretcher and loaded her into the ambulance, one of the workers walking over to Peter. "You can come with us sir if you want...... She'll be needing a familiar face when she wakes up." The male emergency worker said, pointing to a bench where he could sit.