“Rosalie, it isn’t that bad!” Georgia laughed as I stared at the green goop that had been given to me to eat.

“Do I have to eat that?” I replied, wide-eyed, as I let it drop from the spoon back into the bowl. I looked up at Vicky and Georgia, bewildered at the amusement they found in the situation.

“Estrella said it’s a protein pudding, and filled with nutrients—”

“Yeah, so is real food,” I protested in a voice only I could hear. I put the bowl down and picked up the ...