Chapter 2
Jayden spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking.
The room was impersonal and bare. The first thing he did was stick his poster of the Alps above his bed, the one Darren had brought him back last year from Austria, and the second thing was to rummage in his bags for the picture of him and Darren that Ethan had taken on a day trip to the coast the summer before last. It was Jayden’s favourite picture of the two of them, even if it had been windy and miserable, because they were standing by a roaring surf, chest-to-chest and arms around each other, and smiling. He’d persuaded Darren to actually smile, for more than two seconds, and the result was the best picture Jayden had, even if it was messy and wonky because Ethan sucked with a camera and the trip actually hadn’t been that g
