The Principal of Seabrook College came in to speak to her too, a couple of days...

The Principal of Seabrook College came in to speak to her too, a couple of days after it happened. He was a tall, dynamic man, in his late thirties maybe? Basically he was doing the same thing she was, trying to protect the school's image and explain that while it was a tragedy it was just this one crazy kid, and not anyone else's fault. Having said that – he put his hand on her arm – on behalf of the school I want to apologize for any distress this might have caused you or your employees. He shook his head. I've been teaching for nearly twenty years, he said, and I'm at a loss to understand this.
Lynsey doesn't understand it either. He's fourteen, and he takes an overdose just because his girlfriend dumped him? Jesus, like, relax! That's life! People get dumped! If Lynsey had killed herself over every fucking self-absorbed arsehole who'd dumped her, she'd… well, she'd be pretty dead at this stage.