Pretties (Uglies, #2)

by Scott Westerfeld

Of course, getting what you wanted never turned out the way you’d thought it would.

Crims were warming up, looking wobbly ankled on the floating ice, the sound of their skates like a library minder telling you to shush.

Tally couldn’t make sense of it—the cadence sounded like a chant, almost like the prayers that Rusties and pre-Rusties had once offered up to their invisible superheroes in the sky.

Tally dimly remembered learning in school about the pre-Rusty custom of assigning different tasks to men and women. And it was usually women who got the crappy jobs, she recalled.

being born into a culture that assumed women were servants didn’t make it okay