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Coming to the Smokie from weeks of a Pretty partying and mind control is hard. And you might say
you learn a few basic things living outside the grid that not even Uglies knew.
Day one; Rule#1- Food is HOT!
Nails sat on her recyclable sleeping bag and rubbed her stomach lightly. Her newly turned Pretty
face was bright and hid any traces of her old scars and acne. She pouted up at her brother and
whined, 'Dale-la, I'm hungry…'
He smiled lightly and handed her a bowl of what looked like Spaghetti. She beamed back at him
and shoveled a mouthful of the streaming hot food into her mouth. Her expression was classic.
Fanning a hand towards her mouth, propped open to cool, she mumbled, spitting flecks of Spaghetti
his way, 'Dale, this ish hawt!'
'What Nails-wa?' Dale replied obviously straining his pretty mind.
'Thiss ish HAWT!' she said again jumping lightly from foot to foot.
'The what-what is Holland?' he said tilting his head to make sense of it.
Nails face was turning a deep red, but still she kept the food burning her tongue, shaking her head
furiously. 'Just spit it out,' Dale laughed, bemused at his sisters obvious anger.
And then she did. All over his Pretty face.
She beamed and blew at her food, while Dale-la sat in shock, Spaghetti covering his face. But of
course he couldn't be angry, he was pretty after all.
**I know very short but the other chapters would be longer. Only if I get reviews that is! **