Sitting in bed, Megan was trying to read. Just because she wasn't going to classes didn't mean she should ignore her studies all together. But reading more than a page at a time seemed impossible and so her reading was going very slowly.
She really couldn't remember the last time she smiled either. Megan missed her friends. No one seemed to care or even notice she wasn't in the dorms or in class. And she hated fighting with Gwen. It upset her more than anything in the world. Plus Stan didn't want to touch her because he might get sick and Megan was a person who craved physical affection.
Meg looked up when Stan walked in, immediately noticing the strange look on his face. "What's wrong?"