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How about Skye? At the end of the story we see Clay approach her in the Hallway to at least say Hi. What if that small talk became something more? Would Skye's departure from the rest of the students have to do anything with a dark secret she's been hiding? Maybe she has nothing wrong or as serious as Hannah did but would Clay still reach out and be the friend she might want? Most importantly what would have she said to him?

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Skye POV

As I walk down the hall I hear footsteps from behind. I don't look back to see who it is. I keep walking to my next class. I'm already late but I honestly do not care I've been late thousands of times before it won't matter this time either. Sure Mr. Delaney will be mad and give me the Are you okay? Or You're making a habit out of this Ms. Miller speech. No matter what I say I know I will lie to him. I might say "I won't be late again Sir," another lie thrown in his face. Or I might say, "Yes I'm fine Mr. Delaney, nothing is wrong," another possible lie thrown in his face. Suddenly I don't feel like going to class anymore.

"Skye," I hear a familiar voice say my name. I turn around and see Clay again. I saw him yesterday on the bus.

"Clay," I say. For a moment we just stand there and stare at each other. "Coming in late today?" I try to make it sound like a joke and he chuckles.

"Yeah," he says looking down at his untied shoes and then up at my face. "I had a long night," he looks down and then up at me like before.

"What is it?" I ask him. "You look nervous, is everything alright?"

For a second I thought he was about to say no and as sadistic as it may sound it would be nice to know someone is doing worse than I am. Instead he says, "You want to go out sometime? Maybe hang out?" He looks up at my eyes as he said it.

It takes a minute for his words to settle down on my skin. For so long I've been pushing the world away from me I was used to being excluded from every social activity in the high school. I feel my lips form into something they haven't for a while; a smile, a sincere smile and my cheeks feel hot and red as watermelons. "You have been waiting all this time to do this?"

"Sorry," he says as his lips too pull in at the edges to form an adorable smile. "Lately I've been learning things that I should've learned a long time ago."

"Does it involve asking girls out?" I ask him trying to be silly.

"Something like that," he says.

"I gotta go," I say, "Call me." I walk past him to head out the same doors a few minutes ago I walked through. I hear him running towards me. This time I look back.

"You're not going to class?" He asks me confused.

"Not anymore," I tell him and continue walking. He walks next to me as we pass the double doors.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, walk around I guess."

"Mind if I join you?"

"No I do not," I smile again.

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It's been a few months now since me and Clay has been together. The hurt that I was feeling before is still there but it's doing better. I guess all I ever needed was a friend which I kept away.

I confide in Clay and he does the same with me. I was brave enough to let him know the hurt I went through the summer between Middle School and High School. In return I got love from him; the pure kind. He didn't look at me differently or thought I was dirty and dumb.

A few days after I told him my secret he told me one of his. Rather he told me Hannah's secrets. He confided in me and told me everything he learned through the tapes Hannah sent. Ever since the tapes he thinks a lot about Hannah and what could have been. He knows better not to let it beat him.

It's crazy what 13 reasons/ people are capable of doing without knowing. I'm just glad I didn't end up like her. I'm glad I wasn't another passing thought to Clay.

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