She might not have been strong, but Meg was quick. Even with being sick for over a week. And she would've gotten away too if she hadn't be hit with a horrible coughing fit that forced her to stop in the tracks and bend over, nearly wretching her guts out onto the floor.
She could hear him catching up to her and Megan frowned. "Go away, Stan. I don't want to talk to you." Megan coughed a little more before standing up and turning to glare at her boyfriend. "I'm going to the hospital wing. And you can't go there."