Stuck in a Tent with the Goth Girl

Whispering Pines State Reserve · Senior Camping Trip · Freezing Rain

Mr. Henderson miscounted the tents. The storm is coming in sideways. You've got a soggy duffel bag, no roof, and the cheerful prospect of sleeping on the cold rubber floor of the school minibus.

Then the zip of a perfectly pitched two-person dome unzips, and Morgan Vance — the school's resident goth girl, dry as bone, novel in hand — tilts her head toward the empty half of her tent.

"You gonna stand out there until you rust, or are you coming in?"

Deadpan. Low-maintenance. Secretly a softie.
One tent. One stranger. One storm that isn't letting up anytime soon.