Beep beep beep beep... The sound faded in and out as Lilly slowly gained consciouness. Groaning, she pulled herself up from her horizontal position, but immediately regretted it. Oh man, why is the room spinning...I got enough sleep...I think... . In reality Lilly Truscott had not gotten a sufficient amount of sleep. At least, not enough to keep her from getting horribly dizzy.

"Now I really wish I hadn't stayed up late IM ing Oliver..." she trailed off as she slowly eased herself from her bed, desiring not to trigger another spell of vertigo. She happened to glance at her clock on the way to the bathroom, as she emmitted another groan. Not only did she feel sick: she was also going to be late.

*

Shoot, shoot, shoot...I'm sooo late... Lilly thought to herself as she ran up the steps of her school and towards her locker. She got her books, and sped towards class. She was about to open to door to her first period of english class when another spell of dizziness hit her like a fast moving, freight train.

"Ohh man...ohhh...ughh.." Lilly changed her plans to head to class as she sped towards the nearest washroom. She ran inside, and quickly occupied the closest stall. Afraid that she might miss, because the room was tilting as much as a ship caught in a storm, she knelt down on the floor and waited for what was to come. Oddly enough, it never did, and the bout of dizziness passed as quickly as it had come.

Some time had passed since her episode, and she feared what the consequences would when she arrived to class. She steeled herself, and pushed open the door to her nearly finished, first class.

"Ah, Miss Lillian Truscott, nice of you to join us." Mr Corelli smiled at her with faint traces of concern laced with his usual goofy grin. "Oliver let me know you would be late, so there's no need to worry about a detention."

Confused, but not wanting to blow the cover that Oliver had apparently supplied her with, Lilly rapidly took her seat, and did the work that she had missed that morning during class. As Mr Corelli explained the assignments to her in great detail, she couldn't help but be distracted by the feeling that someone was watching her from behind.

*

The rest of the morning passed painfully slow, but after several hours of grueling work, it was lunch time, and Lilly could finally thank Oliver for covering for her that morning. They met at their usual lunch table, Miley and Oliver with trays in hand , and Lilly with but a measly apple and bottle of water.

"Thank you so much for saving my but this morning Oliver. My mom said that if I got anymore detentions, I would be grounded for a month." Lilly took a bite of her apple, remembering the event that made her deserve the first detention: cutting Joanie's hair after she had won the dare.

"You're welcome-but seriously Lilly, why were you late, anyways?" Oliver stopped eating as he said this, and looked at her questioningly.

"Yeah, I wanna know why too, because I thought we were walking to school today, but you never showed." Miley gave her the same accusing glare as Oliver was currently giving her.

"Umm I slept in...." disatractedly, she took another bite of her puny lunch, and sipped her water nervously.

"Come on Lilly...you never sleep in! Even on the weekends you're always the one that comes over and wakes me up at 7:00 am saying to 'wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey'!" Miley had stopped eating and gave Lilly a once over. "You're so pale today too!"

"And is that seriously all you're eating for lunch?" Oliver added as he noticed another ill feature of his blonde friend.

Lilly set down her water, "Honestly, I do feel a bit crappy, but I'm just tired-I assure you that I'm gonna be fine-and we have that concert to go to tonight, and there's no way I'm missing it."

"Oh yeah, and I have the perfect boots to match that shirt you told me you wanted to wear..." Having completely deterred Miley from worrying about her, Lilly was now only concerned with convincing Oliver that she was fine.

As Lilly gabbed with Miley about what the upcoming event, Oliver couldn't help but not be convinced by Lilly's lack of genuine exscuses for being late. He was attending the concert as well, and if he couldn't convince her she wasn't fine by then, he would just wait and be there for her when she was ready to fall.