Her head was splitting and she was still sitting doubled over, arms wrapped around her middle, eyes shut tight. So anyone who had possibly been looking at her or trying to make eye contact, went unnoticed until the Headmistress began to speak. With a groan, the girl sat upright as well as she could. Still leaning heavily on her best friend, her eyes stayed glued to Headmistress Hawthorne. There was no reason to direct her attention elsewhere at the moment.

Slipping her hand into Sam's she waited for the mention of her own name... honestly half expecting it to come last. Mostly because of her working theory about things. But that was a matter for a different time... For now, Dora sat wide eyed as her name was called out. WELL. That was unexpected for her, but then again she did have the tendency to think the worst of herself. One's own worst critic was typically oneself.

Full marks. Second place overall. Tied with two others.

A smirk of sorts played at her lips as she finally spared a glance toward the others. Interesting, interesting, interesting. But that was all she needed to hear. So with the help of her friend, the blonde girl began to make her way across the stands and out. She needed to visit the hospital wing and then go lie down. It was nothing that a little rest and relaxation couldn't cure, she was sure. But it was better to be safe rather than sorry.