“Sometimes love and chaos are the same thing.”
“If you aren't sure, then you definitely aren't in love.”
“I believe in happiness. I'm just not sure love will actually get you there.”
“Love and trust aren't the same thing.”
“Up here on the roof, so close to the stars, she felt young and alive and hateful.”
“Maybe that's all that praying was, she thought, just wishing good outcomes on other people.”
“She couldn't trust anyone in the world but herself, but then again, Leda never really had.”
“I've missed you, Eris. You and me, we kind of deserve each other, don't we?”
“Every gesture, every I love you; all of it was tinted by the great ugly lie underpinning her life.”
“She liked the way the French fell on her ears, mellifluous and soft. It sounded the way honey tasted.”
“It seemed like no time at all had passed, like it was summer again and she and Cord were playing their games—and yet everything was different. It was like an echo of that time, a little less sharp, a little less thrilling. They had both changed too much.”
“Good luck in there," he called out, but Avery was already a world away.”
“Watt’s eyes were still glued to Avery as she moved through the crowded room, a bright golden beacon.”
“May my actions be purposeful. I am my own greatest ally. I am enough in myself.”
“She loved this sensation: the delicious thrill of setting out on a wild quest for something you may or may not find, all the while knowing that whatever happened, the night itself would certainly be wonderful.”
“A comet sliced through the velvet-dark sky, its tail streaming after it like a fan.”
“Sometimes love and chaos are the same thing,” Mariel said softly.”
“I don’t want to get hurt.” Eris felt for some reason that hadn’t been what Mariel originally meant to say. But she just leaned in, resting her head lightly on Mariel’s shoulder. “I’ll never do anything to hurt you. I promise,” she said softly. The cynical, worldly part of Eris laughed at herself for saying that, for making a promise she could never hope to keep. Well, she would just have to keep it this time, she thought firmly. She felt Mariel relax a little next to her. Their boat rocked back and forth, gently buffeted by the waves. “I promise,” Eris said again, and the words drifted up like smoke into the darkness.”
“She’d been too distracted by the dancing, the laughing, the swirl of coordinated excitement surrounding the comet. And by Watt. She’d had fun with him tonight, far more fun than she’d expected to. He was somehow earnest without being serious, confident without being an asshole.”
“In whatever part of his mind was still functioning, Watt wanted to shout some primal victory cry. He couldn’t quite believe it. He was in Avery Fuller’s bedroom, on Avery Fuller’s bed, kissing Avery Fuller. The most beautiful, most incredible, most intriguing girl in the entire world. And of all the infinite guys she could have, she had somehow picked him.”
“Maybe that’s all that praying was, she thought, just wishing good outcomes on other people.”
“Nothing mattered except this moment. She felt invincible, untouchable, like she would be this way forever: young and dancing and electric and alive.”
“This was her favorite part, reminding Cord that he wanted her. Making him just a little bit desperate. “See you later.” As she started down the hallway, Eris could feel the weight of Cord’s gaze tracing the long lines of her body. She didn’t let herself look back. But the corner of her mouth, her red paintstick just a little bit smudged, turned up in a triumphant smirk.”
“Wanna get out of here?” She was gorgeous. Yet Watt didn’t even feel excited as he automatically said, “Sure. Let’s go.” He slid a hand low around the girl’s waist, walking with her toward the entrance, noticing the envious stares of all the other guys. He usually felt a thrill of victory at times like this, his stubbornly competitive streak coming out. Now he couldn’t bring himself to care. It all felt too easy, and predictable. He’d already forgotten this girl’s name and she’d told him twice.”
“Winner’s curse,” Nadia whispered into his eartennas, and he could swear he heard amusement in her tone. “Where the victor gets exactly what he wants, only to find that it isn’t quite as he expected.”
“Eris unscrewed the right earring and held it out on her palm. It was so beautiful; a glass sphere glowing with whorls of color, like the eye of a coming storm. A beautiful, rare, expensive present from her dad to her mom. Suddenly the earring and everything it stood for struck Eris as unbearably false. She pulled back her arm and hurled the earring against the wall with all the strength she had. It exploded into a million pieces, which scattered over the floor like shards of glittering tears.”
“There was some violence a year ago. An important kid got shot during an attempted kidnapping while on spring break in Mexico. The Fortune 500 went security crazy. Now rich kids like Jack need a commando team to take a dump.”
“I am SAM, and this is my latest mission. This one’s like a cross between a house of cards and a hand grenade with a missing pin. One wrong move, and—BOOM! The whole thing comes down. I’ve got to be in a dozen different places at just the right time, and in just the right order. Not only that, but this high-tech fortress disguised as a middle school is crawling with guards in the middle of the day. The trick is to act natural when anyone’s looking, and then move like the wind when they’re not. So I walk casually up the corridor, like I belong here. Deputy Marshal Stonecase passes me by and I give her a friendly (but not too friendly) nod. She has no idea I’m working undercover. That’s what the street clothes and prosthetics are for. As soon as I find myself alone, I swing into action. First I check my scanners, perfectly camouflaged inside an ordinary-looking backpack. Once they give me the all clear, I continue to the gymnasium. My first stop is the so-called equipment room. I know it’s a flimsy cover for Sergeant Stricker’s missile silo, but I can’t worry about that now. I work fast. I work carefully. I try not to think about the pair of fully armed heat-seeking missiles just under the floor. And the millisecond my package is delivered, I move on. This next maneuver is what you call a speed round. I cruise through the building like a ninja-tornado, dropping tiny subpackages of coded instructions in every empty corner I can locate. Once the inmates start finding them—and they will find them—they’ll know what to do. That’s it. Within twenty minutes, my mission is complete. The rest of this operation is out of my hands. So I go back to undercover mode and continue my day like none of this ever happened. In fact, none of it did. (You’ve got my back, right?) SAM out!”
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“Either way, I couldn’t let him leave me, and if I had to kneel to make him stay, I would.”
“Melt all the guns, I thought, break the knives, burn the guillotines-and the malicious will still write letters that kill.”
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