"Please meet me at the prom, I will be the one wearing a white rose on the left side of my blazer. See you there." Abigail stared at her phone and sighed. That one last message she didn't dare to reply. "I can't believe he wants to meet me." She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her messed up hair, her giant spectacles, her tiny body, she just hope he didn't expect too much.