Chapter 1

Eyes were on me from every direction. I was used to receiving angry glares and glances but this was different. These weren't looks of jealousy or lust but of disappointment or disgust. It was understandable. After all, I had just changed my appearance from being one of the most gorgeous people around to a mere average looking person.

To a place like my home town, Skyridge, being average basically meant you were the ugliest and least valuable person alive. I know, it was pretty messed up.

About three years ago, when the new technology came out that allowed a person to change their appearance any time they would like, Skyridge was one of the first places to accept and purchase it. Everybody there stayed very up-to-date with the times and never missed a chance to show off that they were better than others. For a small town, this place was known for its abundantly wealthy residents.

Not a lot of people could afford to live in Skyridge, financially or mentally. Everybody that stayed there had their own level of viciousness. Since they were all trying to be better than each other, nobody ever really thought about creating friendships... Or any kind of relationships at all. However, there were always alliances formed for people to use and take advantage of each other for their own benefits. That is where my story starts.

I had been raised in Skyridge. My family was very wealthy and very popular. With the priveledges we had, we were the first ones to buy the MODIFIER. It was a new form of technology that would allow a human to change their appearance however and whenever they would like. It was basically a stay-at-home plastic-surgery machine. Of course, when my family purchased one, all of the other families in Skyridge had to have one too because they didn't want to be "less" than us.

The summer before my freshman year of high school, I had decided to try out the MODIFIER for myself. I had never sonsidered myself ugly, but I never really had any striking features... Except for my emerald green eyes. I wanted to test the machine and see how it could change my outside appearance. I stepped inside of the tube-like structure and began the process.

"Welcome to the MODIFIER," I heard a robotic voice state,"You are about to experience some uncomfortable feelings so once you have gone through every question on the survey before you, you will be put to sleep and will wake up after all operations are completed."

I eagerly filled out every new change I wanted to be made to my body in the servey and then waited eagerly until the sleepy sensation flooded my thoughts. I felt my eyelids close and then I drifted off to a deep sleep.