By lunch time, I could barely keep my eyes open. My body ached, and I wanted nothing more than to crawl back in bed for at least a year. Adrenaline had fueled my body for days, but now I ran on fumes. Too many things demanded my attention, though. Sleep would have to wait.
Not like I could actually fall asleep anyway with all the laughter and shouts bouncing across the cafeteria. Everyone seemed to vibrate with excitement about summer.
I leaned against the cold cinder block wall in the lunch line and breathed in the stink of greasy meat. The noise banged against my skull, making me wince. I bunched up my shoulders by my ears to block some of it out.
"She looks deader every time I see her."