Linger: by Maggie Stiefvater

"There was no longer night than this: Cole and I in the cafeteria,
going over every detail of the wolves until Cole's brain was full
and he sent both Isabel and me away so that he could sit at a
table with his head in his hands and a piece of paper in front of
him. It seemed amazing to me that everything I wanted, every-
thing I'd ever wanted , hung on the shoulders of Cole St. Clair,
sitting at a plastic table with a scribbled-on napkin, but what
else did I have?
I escaped from the cafeteria to sit outside her room, my back
to the wall, my head in my hands. Against my will, I was mem-
orizing everything about these walls, this place, this night.
I had no hope that they would let me in to see her.
So all I prayed for was that they would not come out to tell
me that she was gone. I prayed for the door not to open. Just
stay alive."-page 348
else did I have?
I escaped from the cafeteria to sit outside her room, my back
to the wall, my head in my hands. Against my will, I was mem-
orizing everything about these walls, this place, this night.
I had no hope that they would let me in to see her.
So all I prayed for was that they would not come out to tell
me that she was gone. I prayed for the door not to open. Just
stay alive."-page 348