I lightly pad along the cold floor of Jason's plush new apartment. His cotton shirt I'm wearing clings to me and I gently squint my eyes as the light invades my newly awoken eyes. I guess that's a plus to having a beautiful boyfriend, he had a new beautiful apartment which I virtually live in.
Things have changed so much recently. I've spent every day with the new Jason. He was pretty now, I remember how I reacted after I first saw him, and I virtually didn't recognise him at all. I could spend all day staring at his big eyes, full lips and his perfectly symmetrical face. Him and the other girl I had seen that day, her name is Katrina, where the only two pretties living in this block of apartments.
New pretties where moving into other apartments every day, everyone over the age of sixteen had to have the operation to, even my parents were due to go under the knife any day now. That was a bit creepy. I get that these people where genuinely beautiful, but not everyone wants to be operated on. My parents certainly don't, but it's becoming something that is compulsory for everyone. It seems like they are trying to create a world of beautiful people.
Jason is different now though, but I can't put my finger on it. I mean, he certainly has improved in some departments, like he looks a million times better and he's a much better kisser now...but he never fights with me. We used to fight all the time, now he avoids it like the plague, and he's always so god dam perky. Which is different...maybe having a new face really does make you a different person.
Is it weird that I sort of like my small eyes and my button nose that is way too small for pretty standards? I mentioned this to Jason and he went all defensive.
The conversation went something like this.
"Is it weird I sort of don't want the operation? I kinda like my face...the way it is...I don't want to look like everyone else," I mumble slowly.
"Come here," He puts on the wall screen.
He sits me in front of it, and takes my picture.
"Aw, you want a picture of me? That's so-," My face is then halved so it is perfectly symmetrical.
My eyes in the picture are made bigger and I look so much better. My skin looks amazing.
It doesn't look like me.
"Why wouldn't you want that Lily?" He whirls me around "I can't wait till your pretty! We can go to all the new bashes, it will be so bubbly," His faces lights up.
"Why can't we go to the bashes now? We manage to get on fine before you went all pretty on me...," He looks away.
"Oh you know I didn't mean it like that. Don't be such a buzz kill Lil; you know you aren't supposed to even be here in new pretty town. When you're pretty we won't have to sneak around all the time...," His guilty pretty eyes look into mine.
I feel completely distraught. Why can't he just love me the way I am? His eyes look apologetic so I pretend I'm fine. His arms are around mine, for a moment, everything is a perfect.
I'm not fine though.
Quickly I shake my head and forget that memory. Jason does love me. Quickly I nip out of the door to grab today's announcements. We still had to use the postal service until the new system was in place, where you 'ping' other people or something like that. The announcements tell us all about how the new scheme is coming along and how it is affecting everyone and all that jazz.
As I walk out the front door something zips past my face, scaring the living daylights out of me.
It's an ugly boy on a hoverboard.
He turns around, hopefully, to apologise.
"Sorry hun," he says quickly "You're ugly? And you're in new pretty town?" he gasps slowly.
"1. Ugly? Gee thanks. Nice way to greet someone. 2. My boyfriend lives here. Why are you here?" The worlds slip through my teeth.
"Do you not know, that's what we are now? Anyone normal is ugly. Your boyfriend lets you go to his apartment in new pretty town? Must be pretty loyal. I'm rebelling, because it's the only thing that's fun anymore" His eyes light up.
"What do you mean?" I'm starting to dislike this boy.
"Well all my friends where over sixteen. They got the operation like 2 months ago. Mine is in two weeks...well let's cut to the chase. Basically, I snuck into new pretty town, met one of them, my best friend since we where littlies...and well..uh. This is what she said 'What are you doing here? Here's the number of my apartment. Call me when you are...not so ugly'. That's why you're lucky...your boyfriend still talks to you. Lucy was all different...nothing like she used to be," His face is filled with sadness.
"Oh my god, that is horrible. She said that? Well Jason's been pretty good with me. Considering I'm so...you know...in comparison to him. He must love me quite alot," I say quickly.
"Just be careful. These new pretties don't seem to think before they act. If things don't work out, we can always talk sometime, or go hoverboarding . Hey, what dorm are you in?" He asks inquisitively.
"Uh, I got a letter saying I'm in the 5th dorm. I've been in my room once, but I've been staying with Jason here for the past two months..." I mutter impatiently.
"I'm in the 6th, I might see you around," and with that he zooms away at a much too high speed.
Strange but weirdly interesting guy, I could quite like him. It's nice talking to someone who isn't god like and beautiful; it brings you swiftly back down to earth.
After that interesting conversation I begin walking back up the stairs contemplating what the nameless boy said. With a flick of the wrist I turn the door knob.
"Jason," I cry out "Are you up yet?" I hear no reply so I walk to his bedroom.
I open the door to see him sitting their breathing heavily. His eyes alert and staring into mine. I pad over to him and sit on his bed, only to have my bum sit on something...or someone.
"OUCH!" A voice screams and sits bolt upright.
"What was that for? - Hey! Hi...Lily!" A pretty girl sits up in the bed beside Jason. Her hair is an ash blonde colour and her huge heavily lashed emerald piercing eyes stare into mine. She is unbelievably gorgeous. Pretty.
"WHO THE HELL IS SHE? " I shout at him so loudly the room shakes.
"Lily-la, it's me JOY! BOO! Look I'm all pretty now- so happy-making. Sorry about...this. You know what they say; it's easy to get swept off your feet in new pretty-"Jason cuts her off mid sentence.
"Lily, please. It's not what it looks like...well...we kissed...that's all. I swear," His eyes flash. He's lying.
"You said after I was pretty...that you where saving it...for me. It's over Jason. I never want to speak to you again," With that I leave.
He runs out after me. My new gorgeous ex best-friend just slept with my all too willing boyfriend. The tears stream down my cheeks in torrents. It's a dream, I pinch myself, and frankly all I can hear in my mind is her cute but menacing voice echoing in my mind.
"Please Lily," He says.
His big beautiful eyes plead for him.
"Not this time. I'm done," I walk out of the door crying so hard.
The nameless boy was right. His prediction couldn't have been more accurate than any tarriot card reader. Which left me thinking- What cards can I play now?
