𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍 / alex standall ✓

𝟏𝟖. new game

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍
18 / NEW GAME
↳ season one, episode seven: tape 4, side a
act one / the tapes

𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 the lockers with Alex, his arm wrapped around her as they shared a quick kiss next to Zach and Justin. In between classes were always her favorite times, as it was usually the only time during the school day that she was able to see Alex. Well, unless you count the few times that they both snuck out of their sixth period classes to have a quick moment in the janitor's closet.

"Oh wait, everyone." she heard a familiar voice yell from the hallways. "It's Justin Foley and Zach Dempsey, star basketball players at Liberty High!"

Nessa stood up straighter at Clay's voice getting closer to the group, and Alex's arm fell from around her as the foursome grew nervous.

"Oh, and can't forget Zach's perfect twin sister Nessa, who just loves these guys. And they all love her. Aren't they great, Ness? How many have you slept with now?"

Nessa hitched her breath, her stance growing straighter as she glared at the boy. She knew that he was hurting, and she didn't blame him for it, but she had never done anything to him. She looked over at Alex and Justin, who were standing straighter as Clay grew closer to them.

"Shut the fuck up." Alex spat as he stepped in front of his girlfriend.

"One more word about my fucking sister, and so help me God." Zach hissed as he stepped toward Clay, but Justin grabbed him and pulled him back. Nessa didn't move. Mainly because she was so furious, she may just end up in jail if she did.

"Hey, Justin. Where's my bike?" Clay antagonized the Foley boy. "Justin stole my bike."

"What the fuck? What are you doing?" Justin snapped at Clay as he came closer, Courtney and the group of foreign exchange students trailing behind him.

"Figured they should know who owns the school, right, you guys?" Clay kept pushing further.

"Clay, cut the shit." Nessa spoke up sharply.

"Right, see." Clay spoke to the anxious group of students behind him. "Nessa always comes to their defense, even when they don't deserve it. Moving on."

"Where were we, oh right, the auditorium!" Clay said with excitement. "But first, I want to show you something super cool."

"Clay, cut it out." Courtney whispered as she grabbed Clay by his biceps, but he pushed her off, making a beeline to Hannah Baker's old locker.

"Look at these lockers!" Clay exclaimed as he used his hands to motion to the row of lockers in front of him. Nessa gulped as she realized which group of lockers he was walking up to. Hannah's locker, that she had talked with her at, so many times before.

"They all look alike, right?" Clay asked, giving the tour group no time to answer.

"Not this one." Clay said as he pointed to Hannah's locker. "This one is special. It belonged to a girl who killed herself."

"Clay, come on." Courtney tried again, but there was no hope. People were starting to gather, and they were starting to stare.

"You see all these 'don't kill yourself' posters up on the wall?" Clay yelled, stepping away from the group and into the center of the hallway. "They weren't up before. They put them up because she killed herself."