HAHAHA!

Something very similar happened to me recently. These four girls from my HS were in an accident, two died, two survived. Everyone asked me if I knew them, I didn't fucking know them. The only way I knew the one was that I had heard she was caught in the gym giving this dude I know a BJ. Then people asked me if I was going home for the funeral. My first reaction was, "Yeah, I'm gonna miss two days of class and drive across the fuckin state for a funeral for two girls I didn't even know" but I thought about it and at least it gave me a reason to come home to propose to my girlfriend. I'm just glad people haven't made that connection, they'd probably be pissed.