Dreadnought (Nemesis, #1)

by April Daniels

Mom took me to a fancy bra store the other day, and there were posters everywhere of these women that, well, nobody looks like that in real life, right?” “Except you, and a few genetic lottery winners.” “Yeah. So my ideal self—” Doc Impossible chuckles. “Is a photoshopped underwear model, I see.” “I guess it sounds a little stupid to be upset over being pretty—” “Yes! Yes it does. You think you’re immune to advertisements? That’d be a hell of a superpower, but even if Dreadnought were immune to mind control—and he wasn’t—you’ve spent your entire life swimming in the stuff.” Doc Impossible turns back to the test results—at least the wall I broke wasn’t one she was working on—and starts sliding files and images into a new folder with a few flicks of her fingers. “Don’t beat yourself up over it. They’ll find some way to make you unhappy with your body sooner or later, so until then, enjoy it. Keep it in perspective.