I Am Already Dead

Chapter 3

I made it to the school's parking lot and got out of the car. The wind was blowing and so was my white hair. It was cold because it was only the near end of summer and we had a few more weeks of warm hair. Students that were in the parking lot were staring at me, in curiousity.

Probably because of my pale skin and white hair.

I ignored all of the stares and just headed to the front office to get my locker number and schedule. When I walked in, a lady that looked like she was in her mid-fifties was sitting at the front desk.

"Hello, who may I help you?" She asked.

"I'm new here. Blair Tay-Johnson." I corrected myself quickly before I said Taylor.

She looked through some papers and then she said, "Oh yes, Blair Johnson, here is you locker number and your schedule." 

She handed me the papers, "Thank you."

"She nodded, "I hope you have a good time at Wilton High."

I smiled and walked out of the office. I looked down at the schedule and read it:

1st - History

2nd-Science

3rd- Art

4th- Lunch

5th-Math

6th-English

7th- P.E.

Well, this should be fun.

I looked for my locker number, 223.

220...

221...

222...

Aha! 203!

I put my combination in and opened up my locker. I put all of the books I didn't need in to the locker and just kept the history textbook. I heard footsteps stop behind me and a voice say, "Hi!"

I see a girl, with brown hair and blue eyes come up to me. She was pale, but not as pale as me.

"And I thought I was pale." She commented.

"Yeah, well that's what Washington will do to you." I said.

Her eyes widened," Oh my! I'm sorry, I didn't know I said that out loud."

I chuckled and shook my head, "It's okay. I know I'm really pale. Anyway, I'm Blair Johnson."

"Nice to meet you Blair. I'm Hannah Baker." She introduced.

"Nice to meet you."

"So, what's your first period?" She asked.

"History." I said, remembering everything I had already.

"Me too! You can sit next to me!" She said.

I smiled, "I would love too, but I don't think your friends would like that." Thinking that she would sit nest to one of her friends.

"Oh, um. I have no friends." She said sadly.

I frown, "Well, that's not right. Everyone should have a friend," I started to smile and continue, "Well, can I be your friend?!"

A bright smile appeared on her face, "Of course!"