na maybe they don’t

faces aren’t joking—look scared maybe

one girl looks like she’s fuckin’ shitting her sports daks

poor sluts running

then one of them stops—turns back stands planted into the ground staring at something coming.

Still bitch. Colour all drained from the still bitch with the pink hoop./ Is it a drill?

SQUID: Is it a drill?

PETCHALL: I don’t know. Everyone. Sit down.

TAMARA: Still bitch with the hoop stares straight ahead don’t move.

What’s she do, Miss? Her out there?

SQUID: She’s locked out of the lockdown. Look at her.

PETCHALL: Don’t look at her.

TAMARA: We look at her. Friends all gone—she’s alone—she’s still.

SQUID: What’s going on?

TAMARA: Must be bad, hey Miss, if that they think it’s safer in here with us?

SQUID: Gang with blades taking revenge for shit.

PETCHALL: For what?

TAMARA: Bomb scare? Some freaky Muslim?

SQUID: They’re all freaky.

PETCHALL: That’s enough.

TAMARA: Still girl in the quad starts moving—shouting, she hits at the office doors—bangs on the window—she’s gonna break the glass, Miss, look on her face is fear—panic.

SQUID: I’ll go out and protect her, Miss.

TAMARA: Then there’s a shadow, a man.

SQUID: Pedo.

TAMARA: Man walking towards her—she’s got nowhere to/ go.

SQUID: It’s Rowney.

TAMARA: Rowney!

SQUID: Pedo!

PETCHALL: Jasyn!

TAMARA: Rowney in his Principal suit with his master keys rottweiler eyes—

SQUID: He’s escaped, that’s why they rang the bell.

TAMARA: Rowney points at the girl, shakes his head and she starts to crumble, she’s crying like something bad went down—like she really got attacked—stupid bitchface princess.

PETCHALL: Time to get on with some work. Pens out.

SQUID: Oh Miss, can’t we go?

PETCHALL: Not until they let us know.

SQUID/TAMARA: Beep beep/

PETCHALL: Who was that?

TAMARA: sms

SQUID: let’s get out right now?

PETCHALL: Put it away.

SQUID: Beep beep

PETCHALL: Off.

SQUID: sms

TAMARA: like how dickhead?

PETCHALL: Whose was that? I will confiscate those,

A bell rings.

There you go. It was a drill.

Thanks everyone, you may go.

Jasyn?

SQUID: Yes Miss?

PETCHALL: May we talk a moment?

SQUID: It’s recess, Miss.

PETCHALL: I know. Just wanted to say… It’s been a while.

SQUID: Yes Miss.

PETCHALL: It’s good to see you’re back. Where have you been?

SQUID: Dunno.

PETCHALL: You’re back now? You’re going to come to class? Get your School Certificate?

SQUID: Of course, Miss.

PETCHALL: Good. It’s not too late you know. With a bit of work you could do well. If you need some help.

SQUID: Yes Miss/

PETCHALL: To catch up. Come and see me.

SQUID: Yes Miss, that all?

PETCHALL: Yes.

SQUID goes.

A plane.