blank-faced [ON-HOLD]

I rolled my eyes. "She looks fine. What's wrong with her?"
Alex put a hand up to his forehead and sighed. Pulling me by the wrist, he dragged me out onto the track and field. "See her over there?" He pointed to the girls, who were doing stretches.
There she was, the familiar panic look on her face. She was a bit further away from the rest of the girls, as if she was placed there for a reason, like she had a disability or something.
"I don't understand. What's wrong with her?!" I yelled, loud enough for the girls to turn around and her to blush, then look down at the floor as the rest of the girls stared at her. Fuck.

"Dude... she has no face."