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"Did you hear about that new operation?" The dorm was buzzing with the news of the operation that had been promised a few months before. People were gossiping about it, and everyone had thought it was just a dumb rumor some littlie made up. "I hear that they cut off your face and give you a new one, made of some kind of plastic, or something." Olwen flipped his stringy hair off the side of his face. "Next," Cassidy sat at the side with her feet propped on top of her bed. A revolving rack of clothes spun left and right. "Plastic is for toys," Cassidy said as she turned down yet another pair of shoes. "You know what I hear?" He was obviously excited about the whole thing. To her, it all was just another gimmick to please the masses. "I don't want to hear any more of your rumors." She waved off a display of belts and flung herself down on her bed. "I don't make rumors, Cass. I only spread 'em." His dark brown hair was tangled and flung to the side again with another twist of his head. His acne wasn't as bad as some, but it certainly wasn't the most flattering thing in the world. And her? What of Cassidy Gale, the lanky, plain-jane sixteen year-old with a slight over bite and a reputation for getting in trouble? A makeover, she thought, would be just what I need. "So, the operations… do you suppose they're everything people are saying they are?" She couldn't believe something that sounded so good could be true. Nothing ever was as good as it sounded. "Well, I guess we'll never know." He said that with the kind of tone she couldn't stand. "What are you getting at?" She took her head off the mattress and stared him in the face with a curiosity she hadn't had in awhile. "Well, they will be unveiling their first subject tomorrow, and I'd like you to come with me." Something in her mind told her to resist, but the curiosity took complete control over her and she sprang to her feet. "I'll go, but not because I'm interested." He smiled, revealing his crooked teeth. "I thought you'd say that. Aren't you glad I spread rumors?" She threw a pillow at him and addressed the room, "Please set my alarm for tomorrow at seven in the morning." The room answered her by displaying a digital clock that marked her time. "I guess we'll board there," said Olwen, "But the city isn't finished laying down the grid yet, so we should be really careful of where we go." He got up and said goodbye then left. She couldn't believe it. An operation that makes someone super-model gorgeous? Even the vast advancements in technology hadn't been able to do something like that. She flung herself back onto her bed and rolled off onto the floor with a loud thump. "Ouch." The room asked if she was okay, and after she got back up a news feed chimed in and was brought up. A voice piped up and said, "Tomorrow, get up bright and early to see the world's first 'Pretty'. Scientists have found a way to reconfigure the human body. If all goes as planned, in two years' time the operation will be available to everyone in the city. Please do not miss this breakthrough in history." The voice left a vivid impression on Cassidy that things were going to change. Oh, yes they were.

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