She tried on the dress  that the fairy made  for her before. It was pretty, and she had to admit it drew away from her nose. She looked in the mirror, sighing. Maybe her mother would have better  luck marrying her sister off, she didn't seem to see the ugliness inside her, and was quite vain about her looks. Maybe she could give the dress to her sister and some other guy there would notice her. Because. for sure she wasn't going to attract a guy. She goes to her sister's room and throws the dress on the bed. "Here, have this." Her  sister looked at it. "I am not going to wear your cast offs! Besides, we are trying to win the prince..that dress is your best chance to get him. Don't give that up!" So, now they were headed to the ball in the carriage. She was so nervous...would anyone look her way, or would they just scoff at her nose? Stacy walked in, then locked eyes with the prince. He was so handsome! She then looked at the other men. She drifted towards one that looked a bit pudgy. She felt she might have a chance with him maybe. "W-would you....dance with me?"