Dave was lounging in the seat, legs crossed, and hands at his sides when the bus arrived at the facility. He stared out the window at the bleak compound and shrugged, reclining back a little. He was kinda tired, didn't feel like looking at fossils or whatever stupid crap they had put in today. Resting was just fine to him. Mrs. Fliss, one of the teachers on the trip, yelled in her grating voice to the bus of teenagers the groups. Dave picked up his name being in the second group, but paid no mind. Mrs. Fliss continued speaking, her words lost on him. It was just a field trip after all, nothing too complicated needed to be said anyway.

A loud "AHEM!" broke Dave from his reverie. He opened one eye to see the same Mrs. Fliss standing over him, scowling, eyebrow twitching ever so slightly, lips pursed together, and an angry gleam in her eye. Dave grinned foolishly.
"What are you smiling about, Mr. Vedman?! You are supposed to be OUTSIDE with your GROUP!" she screeched at him, causing Dave to grimace.

"Alright, alright, my bad. Kinda daydreamed for a second, lost track of time, y'know..." Dave explained, forcing a smile. Mrs. Fliss huffed again and frowned at Dave as he walked down the aisle and got off the bus. Brushing some of his long, red hair out of his face, he looked around and saw the rest of his group, a few of which he recognized, sitting in a grassy area. The only person he recognized was Whitney. He had been trying to talk to her all year without much success, trying to get her to warm up a little. Dave thought she wouldn't be very happy to see him, so he didn't approach her. He gave the group he was with a wholehearted attempt at a warm smile, and sat down. He laid back and started staring at the cloudless, blue sky and began to daydream again. He hoped that this field trip would at least be somewhat interesting, otherwise this boring research facility would be simply another place to talk in.