Happy Graduation! Love, YA Books

Leah on the Offbeat, by Becky Albertalli
“Holy shit. We’re graduating. We have—what—five weeks of normalcy, and then the whole world resets. Intellectually, I’ve always known things would be different after graduation. That’s just life. But I guess it’s finally hitting me—the magnitude of this change. I don’t think I’ve looked it in the eye until this moment.
‘I miss you,”’ I say to Simon.
‘WHAT?’
‘I MISS YOU!’ I mean. Fuck everything. I already miss them. I miss Simon and Bram and Nick and Garrett and Nora and Anna and even Morgan. It already hurts.”

The Serpent King, by Jeff Zentner
“Lydia leaned back into the hollow of Dill’s body, warm and snug against his chest. Dill leaned down and kissed her on the spot between her ear and her jaw.
‘We made it, Dill.’
‘Yeah,’ Dill said softly. ‘We made it.’ If only we were making it in the same direction and the same place.”

Always and Forever, Lara Jean by Jenny Han
“The day of my graduation, I wake up early and lie in bed listening to the sounds of the house waking up. Daddy is puttering around downstairs making coffee; Margot has the shower running; Kitty is probably still sound asleep. Trina, too. They’re both late sleepers. I will miss these house sounds when I’m gone. A part of me is already homesick for them. Another part of me is so, so excited to take this next step, and I never thought I would be, not after things didn’t turn out the way I’d hoped.”

Delirium, by Lauren Oliver
“Most of us won’t see one another after graduation, and even if we do it will be different. We’ll be different. We’ll be adults—cured, tagged and labeled and paired and identified and placed neatly on our life path, perfectly round marbles set to roll down even, well-defined slopes.”

Paper Towns, by John Green
“I headed off to government, Ben to an elective about video game design. I watched clocks through two more classes, and then finally the relief radiated out of my chest when I was finished—the end of each day like a dry run for our graduation less than a month away.”

The Raven King, by Maggie Stiefvater
“They were free, free, free. School was over and summer stretched before them. Gansey had bid for a gap year and won; Henry had already planned on one. It was all convenient, as Blue had spent months planning how to cheaply hike across the country post-graduation, destination: life. It was better with company.”