Liberty High - A 13 Reasons Why Story.

The first poloroid

~Emily~

I head to third period and sit down in my seat. Next to Clay Jenson.
I quickly put Kenzies number into my phone.
As I save it, I put my phone down and get a pencil out with my sketchbook and start drawing something for Clay.

I drew a silly looking cartoon character with the caption 'Smile' on it and pass it to Clay.

He shakes his head with a small smile curling onto his lips.

"Well that's one task of the day done." I say smiling.
"What you mean?" Clay asks me.
"You're so moody lately. I came up with a few things that I wanted to do today and one of them was to make you smile. And it worked." I tell him.
He nods his head. "What were the others?" He asked me.
"Erm... Stick up for Tyler Down." I tell him. "I think that's it." I smile.
"And did you do that?" He asks me.
I nod. "Yup. And he also introduced me to some of his friends." I smile. "I'm of round to theirs for the weekend." I tell him.
"Cool. Wait, you mean Cyrus right?" He asks me.
"Yeah. And Kenzie." I answer.
"Oh cool. I don't know about Kenzie, but I know Cyrus is I good guy to hang out with." He tells me.
"Yeah. He seems like it. Same as Kenzie."

"What the fuck is this about!?" Stephany asks me, storming into the class slamming down a picture onto my desk.
I pick it up and look at it.

It was a picture of someone. Well two people. Being sexual on a sofa... There was a caption under it, saying 'Keep your mouth shut!'

"I don't know. Who gave it to you?" I ask her.
"I don't know! I found it in my locker. I thought... I thought you did it!" She shouts at me freaking out.
I shake my head violently. "No I didn't. Steph believe me, I didn't do this. Why would I?" I ask her.
"You know me and Bryce used to be together! He's your brother's best mate! I thought he or you would've done it to get back at me or something!" She shouted.
"Listen Steph I had nothing to do with this!" I tell her.
"I swear if I find out you had anything to do with this-"
"You'd what? Run of to your brother?" I ask her standing up.

As I do this she smacks me right in the face.
I stand there stunned that my best mate just did that...
I bring my hand up to my face and wipe my lip. Great... She bust it.

"Miss Johnson! To my office right now!" Mr Porter shouted at her.
She walked out of the class and Mr Porter followed her.

I sit back down in my seat still shocked.

"Ow." I moan prodding at my lip.
"If you keep touching it, it's gunna hurt." Clay told me.
"You would know." I laugh.
He shrugs. "I've been run of the road plenty of times and bust my face open enough times to know." He laughs.