~*Prolouge*~

Fancy Hartman and Heaven Leigh was in seventh period listening to Mr. Daniels talk about the Senior Prom, and the preparations for it. "Now, the decorating commitee needs to come tomorrow morning at 7 a.m. to decorate the gym. The refreshments will be here at 12 p.m., so we can put them out before the prom starts. Are there any questions?" he asked. "I don't know why I'm here, I don't even have a date or a prom dress!" Fancy said leaning over to tell Heaven. "Oh Fancy, I'm so sorry! I wished you could get a date to the prom!" Heaven said. "I know, but I don't even have a dress. All the money that I do get, which is not very much goes to my mother!" she said sadly. Fancy Hartman is 18 years old, and is a Senior in high school. She is on the student council, in the number one club, a very good student. There is just one problem. She is very poor. Her father died about two years ago, and left her and her mother in so much debt, that they had to move from a three bedroom house, to a one room shack on the outskirts of town behind some railroad tracks. Fancy is really beautiful, but her clothes and her hair are the pits! Her mother usually makes her dresses, but since she has been working, she can spend a little bit of her money on second hand clothes in the nearby salvation army. (Please, don't take no offense to this story). "Hey, are you still going to the mall with me to pick out my dress?" Heaven asked. "Of course I am, but I can't buy anything. I will just look." she said sadly. "Ok, meet me by the lockers at three ok?" Heaven said. Fancy on knodded. Mr. Daniels finished his speech up about the prom, just as the bell rang. Fancy stood up and walked to her next class.

~*8th period*~

Fancy walked into her 8th period class. Mrs. Moore was writing something down on the board. Fancy took her seat in the back as usual. April turned around and started laughing at her. "What is is April?" one of her friends Carrie asked. "LOOK AT WHAT FANCY'S WEARING! GOD FANCY, WHERE DID YOU GET THAT AWEFUL DRESS!! EWWWWWW, TALK ABOUT SALVATION ARMY!!! GOD, NO WONDER YOU CAN'T GET A DATE!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHAAAAA!!!!" April said cracking up. Carrie busted out laughing along with her. "Alright class settle down!!" Mrs. Moore looking at Fancy simpathetically. Fancy just looked down at her book on her desk, trying not to cry. The class finally settled down, except for the two snobs in front of Fancy. They kept on looking back at her and snickering. God, why do I have to be poor?! They make fun of me everyday, and I'm so shy that I can't even speak up for myself! Fancy thought sadly. The rest of the class period went by faster than she could blink, when the bell rang. She was about to get up, when April turned to her. "You know Fancy, you can't even get a date, so why come to the prom?!" she said laughing. Fancy didn't respond, but only looked down at her hands. GOD, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!! she screamed inside. April walked over to join her other snoby friend, and told her what she said. They both busted out laughing and left the class room. After a few minutes she got up and headed to the lockers to wait for her friend. A few minutes later Heaven Leigh ran up to her almost outta breath. "Ok.......I'm here......Are you ready?" she asked. Fancy only looked down and nodded. Fancy knew that this wasn't going to be her day. Or was it?

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