How we cite our quotes: (Chapter.Paragraph)
Quote #1
In typical Callie fashion, she'd gone on so long that Luce's crap phone cut the message off four lines in. In a way, Luce was almost relieved. She didn't want to read about how everyone from her old school had already forgotten what had happened to her, what she'd done to land herself in this place. (1.23)
It's not even five minutes into her new life at Sword & Cross, and Luce already knows that her social standing at her old school is already ruined beyond belief. She can't let her best friend know any more about her new prison. At least not having a phone might get her away from all the gossip that's flying about her.
Quote #2
"Detention buddies does not equal real life buddies."
Arriane looked back at Luce, who could feel her face falling, despite her bet efforts to appear unfazed.
"Look, Luce, I didn't mean…" she trailed off. "Okay, aside from the fact that you made me waste a good twenty minutes of my morning, I have no problem with you. In fact, I think you're sort of interesting. Kinda fresh. That said, I don't know what you were expecting in terms of mushy-gushy friendship here at Sword & Cross. But let me be the first to tell you, it just ain't that easy. People are here because they've got baggage. I'm talking curbside-check-in, pay-the-fine-cause-it's-over-fifty-pounds kind of baggage. Get it?" (4.59-61)
Here Arriane lays it all on the line for Luce, telling her straight out that Sword & Cross is not Dover Prep: making friends will not be as easy as swapping phone numbers and sitting together at lunch. People here are here for real reasons, not just supernatural reasons, and Luce has to understand that just as she doesn't necessarily want to open up to anyone, the other students might not want to open up to her. Communication is a two-way street, and all that. Except here is sometimes a no-way street.
Quote #3
"Callie," she said, sighing into the phone, "I gotta go. I'll call again as soon as—" But by then there was just the vague buzz of a dial tone in her ear. The phone itself had been rigged to cap each call at fifteen minutes. Now she saw the tiny timer blinking 0:00 on its base. They hadn't even gotten the chance to say goodbye and now she'd have to wait another whole week to call. Time stretched out in Luce's mind like an endless gulf. (5.29)
It stinks to have limited phone time. Sometimes you just want to chill on the phone with your BFF and chat about all the things that are going on in your life, especially when you're in a new place with no one else to talk to. Luce, we feel your pain.