News had broke; The Idol Complex picked me to replace The World's Number-One Princess, the newest face to represent the most desired persona the world had ever seen. I pounded through the halls with a boundless joy. ////// My skin peeled away, smoothed over with matte plastic. My face shaped like clay, my brain scrubbed of all bad emotion. No more nights waking up crying, no more remembering things how they weren’t. Chips drilled themselves into my throat, tuning my voice as I spoke.