Thirteen Reasons Why Sequel

Chapter 1

I was standing behind her now. The girl that was always the happiest energetic girl. Skye. She was waiting for me to step up beside her. I couldn't, I didn't want her to see me like this. I didn't want her to but I needed her to. Skye used to be the only one that could cheer me up. She was my best friend. I don't know what happened to Skye. One day she just avoided everyone, even me. I tried to talk to her, I tried to do anything to have her atleast speak to me again. She hasn't talked since the bus ride. I wanted to keep talking to her, but I couldn't she wouldn't let me. That was blind to me, I couldn't see something was wrong. Not until now.

I stepped up beside of Skye. She didn't say anything we just kept walking. It was only silence for a few minutes, mostly because I still couldn't talk. Skye didn't either, she just kept walking. She was hiding behind her long brown hair. I was just thinking about the tapes. Hannah was making it so obvious. Obvious but hard to figure. Nobody would ever imagine Hannah doing what she did. Nobody ever knew thay what they were doing would hurt her so much. Even me, she said that I didn't do anything to hurt her. She said that I wasn't the one that was to blame for that night. It was me. I could've turned around and sat down beside of her in that bed, no matter how much she screamed for me to get away. I could've stayed and told her that I didn't know what was wrong but I am there for her. I would do whatever it took to help her. Things could've been different. Hannah Baker could've been here beside of me.

Hannah's not here. Skye's here and I'm just as much grateful that I have her. That she's still here. She's here beside of me, walking silently. I'm not going to lose her, too. I'm going to be there for her. Skye kept looking up at me. She wants to say something but she can't get herself to say it. So do I. I want to tell her everything. Everything from the party to the tapes. How everything about Hannah was wring and how the tapes were sent to me, and what the tapes were.

"Clay," she said and started to slow down. I was so happy she was starting to talk to me again. "You know about Hannah Baker, right?" Of course, everyone knows about Hannah Baker. Does she know about the tapes?

"Yes. Why?" I tried to make it sound like it didn't hurt me to hear her name. she doesn't know. She can't.

"You know what she did. Do you think she had a reason, a good reason?" Skye sounded like she was going to cry. She stopped and turned to look at me. Her eyes were glazed over. She tried to force a smile. She couldn't smile. She could only look down while a single tear ran down her face.

"No," I answered. She looked up tear still falling down her cheek. I wiped it off, I couldn't stand to see her cry. "Nobody should have a good reason for suicide." Nobody. Not even Hannah Baker.

The hallway was so empty. It was only me and Skye. She smiled. I know it wasn't genuine. She was forcing it as hard as she could. It seems like she always does. She doesn't smile very much. I miss the times when she did. She used the be the happiest person I knew. Shes seperated herself from everyone.

The bell rang...