13 reasons why (the tapes)

Tape 2

Welcome back. So glad your still listening. Are you having fun? You must be wondering who's next, and why. Is it you? What did you do? How did you end up on these tapes? Maybe you did something cruel, or maybe you just watched it happen. Or maybe you didn't even realize you were being cruel. Maybe you didn't do anything at all, and maybe you should have. Too late. I think you know exactly what you did, and after these tapes you'll never forget it. I know I won't. Oh! And by the way, I'm still dead. Friendship, it's complicated. But don't worry, you won't go through this alone, that's not fun. Trust me, I've been there. Now it won't always be easy, it might even hurt a bit, or a bit more then a bit, that depends on you. But fear not we'll get through this, step by step, tape by tape, you and me, together. And don't forget, there are others. See I can guarantee that one of the reasons your still listening, is that you really wanna know. Who are the others? Who else is responsible for my death? Well your going to learn soon enough, and of course, your going to learn about you too. If you haven't already. What? Feeling paranoid? On edge? Yeah, high school does that to a person. You never really know who you can trust, and who you can't. So keeps your whits about you, it's all part of the game, but remember, it's not a game, not at all. Okay, enough with the small talk, it's time to meat the star of tape 1 side B. So, without further ado, let me introduce my former friend, step up, Jessica Davis. Your next. I met Jessica a couple of weeks into sophomore year, apparently we needed to be counseled. Mr. Porter was a replacement for miss antilly who moved to another school district, which as it turns out was very unfortunate. But that's for another tape. It was a hot chocolate friendship, good for cold months but maybe not perfect for all seasons. For a while we were the kind of friends you wish you had, we did disgusting things like.. shop together, and compare what we bought. And talk about boys. And just like that, 2 became 3, and before you know it, your best friends. There was nothing 2 hot chocolates and Alex's coffee drink couldn't fix. You need friends, even jut hot chocolate friends, especially when your life goes to shit. Day after day, drink after drink, we lifted our mugs and we lifted each other. Despite our differences we, were what we all needed at the moment in time, 3 drinks against the world, 2 hot chocolates and what ever the hell Alex was drinking. I'm not great at math but here's one thing I learned for sure, 1 + 1 + 1 is not a simple equation. Alex was the first to stop coming, he found some other friends, he traded up. We were still friendly in the halls but, that's it. Then it was down to Jessica and me, but then Jessica stopped coming too. We all went our separate ways, or so I thought. It was fine jess, your the kind of girl that boys like to like, not spread rumors about. You're the nice girl, the kind that becomes a cheerleader. When Jessica has something on her mind she lets you know, and I knew what she wanted talk about. Alex's list. You see that's just how it works in high school, boys talk, girls listen, and everything gets messed up, Or least that's how it was with us, right jess? you needed it to be my fault, so it was my fault. Friendship, it's complicated. Losing a good friend is never easy, especially when you don't understand why you lost them in the first place. Like I said, it's complicated.