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The town of Roselake was a small town. Settled directly in eastern Oregon, with a population of less than 12,000 people, there was nothing to do. Ever. However, as prom rolled around--as it did every year--one would find...

There was no places to get a decent prom dress.

That's what Lucia currently found herself struggling with. 

She was planning to go all out. What could she say? Lucia liked to be noticed. It was her senior year, and she was planning to go to prom anyway. She wanted to dance the night away, surrounded by the loving and/or jealous stares of her peers.

Maybe that was a little bit of an exaggeration, but the point was made.

The last thing that Lucia was for anyone to think "Really? She wore that to prom?" when she walked through the doors.

Lucia was the kind of person who'd rather go over-board than under-board. And that was in all aspects of life.

But especially prom.

However, she had way to do that when there was no places to get dresses. She realized this very early on in her search, but it still disappointed her when she'd had to turn to the Internet. Those models were so photo-shopped that the dress you ended up getting always looked nothing like what you ordered.

And Lucia wanted her dress to be perfect. She knew that she was probably coming off as shallow and ungrateful, but she couldn't help that

Lucia had always wanted to be like a princess. She'd dreamed and dreamed about her prom night since she was just 5 or 6 years old. She'd spent countless time imagining every last detail about the guy she'd go with.