Pretties (Uglies, #2)

by Scott Westerfeld

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless. —John Ruskin, The Stones of Venice, I

She collapsed back onto her bed and stared up at the ceiling, feeling the room threaten to spin a little. It didn’t seem fair, having to get worked up over half a word. “Make it go away,” she said. The room misunderstood, and slid shut the wall over her closet. Tally didn’t have the strength to explain that she’d really meant her hangover, which was sprawled in her head like an overweight cat, sullen and squishy and disinclined to budge.