Andrew's POV
School was finally done, and the stares we were getting from before are still here. They haven't stopped all day. It was raining outside so we all decided to ride the school bus to Amanda's house instead of walking. Normally you would need a permission slip to do this, but since everyone is scared for their lives, the bus driver left it alone.
It was a total of 15 minutes on that bus until we reached Amanda's house. We ran up her sidewalk and ran into the house. Her parents were at work again, her brother was staying at their cousin's house.
We went into Amanda's room and sat in a circle. Amanda grabbed the evidence from her desk and laid it out in front of us. We sorted the pictures and paper in their order again, and looked at them.
"Amanda?" I asked.
"Yeah," Amanda replied, still not taking her eyes off of the photographs.