The next fortnight is just a blur of random events. Evan breaks his arm and Trish gets what became of her DIY haircut sorted out.
Daniel and Seb sit beside each other every day and talk quietly.
Then, on the Friday of the second week, I find myself alone in class with Judo.
All the other people in our Drama class are in different rooms, and the other two members of our group are missing.
We sit opposite each other on the stage.
"Are you OK?" Judo asks.
"Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. Are you?"
He shrugs. "Well, I've been better."
"Why?" I cross my legs. "What's wrong?"
He shakes his head. "It doesn't matter. It's stupid. Dan says so."
"Just because he says so doesn't mean it's true."
Judo is quiet for a minute or so. "It's my brother's birthday today. My other brother, I mean. Did Seb ever tell you what happened to them?"
I work out that he's referring to the two members of the group who went missing after Easter. "No, what happened?"
"... They died," he tells me, and I don't know what to say. "They were shot, I think..." he continues, almost in a whisper. "Dan wouldn't tel me much. He..."
Then he stops, something which he's never done before, and stares at the piece of stage between us.
I shuffle forwards and take his hands. He looks up at me, seeming a little bit surprised, his eyes shining, on the brink of tears.
"It's OK to be upset, you know."
"No it's not!" He exclaims. "It was OK then, but it's not now."
"What do you mean?" I can't understand how or why he'd form an opinion like that. It seems so unnatural.
Suddenly, his expression changes and it makes me nervous to hear what he's about to say.