This next chappie is by far my favourite one to write. It really evens things out in the plot development. And Ella finally comes into the picture.

As always,

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IPOV

Wow. I just can't believe it. After Max revealed to me the occurrences, I sprinted out through the back door, dashed to a little inlet in the woods, and flew all the way home. Mom was really nice, telling me it happens to everyone and I'll get over her, she wasn't really that nice anyway if she dumped me like that, yaddayaddaya. But, I just thought that she really liked me! She was super nice in the beginning. Maybe that's just how girls are. I don't know.

FPOV

Poor Ig. Poor me, too, but I really feel bad for Iggy. The guy looks really torn up. The dance is tomorrow night, and he's the only one in the grade that hasn't got a date. Amanda said that she would go with him if all else fails, but seriously, how embarrassing would that be for a fourteen year old handicapped guy going to a dance with his special-ed lady? Max told me that she and Nudge has a plan to make Emily regret it. I don't even want to know what it is. Last time they did something like this, it involved mayonnaise, shampoo, and a LOT of wine corks.

Like I told you, you don't even want to know.

IPOV

I trudged home, feeling really down. Tonight was the dance, and Amanda said that she was picking me up at 7:30. A bunch of guys jeered at me for going with my 'school-mommy', and Max and Fang pretty much reduced them to little piles of goo on the floor, but still, it hurts. They had to stay after school, so I was walking home alone. Usually we meet up with Nudge and Ella at the corner where we continue across the street to home, but Nudge said something vague about decorating for the sixth grade parents night in her class, so pretty much it was me and Ella. Which I didn't really mind, I realized. I could tellthat she was already there when I walked up; I could hear her breathing.

"Hi, Iggy! How was school?" Her voice sounded happy and willing to help; for some odd reason, I wanted to spill, to tell her everything that happened to me today and why it made me want to hurt something.

So I did. As I talked, she was silent except for the slight rustle of her sweater as she nodded. When I finished, shewas quiet for a few moments. When she spoke, her voice sounded small, concerned.

"Wow, Iggy. That… that sucks. So, you're going to go with Amanda?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to go with Amanda?" I snorted.

"Of course not! She's a sophomore in college! How am I going to look with her?"

Silence.

"Are you allowed to bring guests from other schools?" I wondered why shewas asking this. Maybe, I thought with joy, maybe she has a friend or something that would liketo go with me!

"Yeah, sure,I guess so, why?" I waited in sheer anticipation for her answer. When it came, it shocked me.

"Well… I could go with you." She sounded embarrassed. Almost subconsciously, my fingers reached out and brushed her face. She was blushing and looking down; very embarrassed.

"Uh, well, uh, sure, you could go with me! That would be great!" I removed my hand just in time to feel her head coming up and a huge smile spreading across her face.

"Really? Are you serious? I mean, I don't have to if you don't want to… but, I mean, I would like to…"

"No no no! Absolutely! I would love to have you, milady." I felt better than I had all day.

"Great! So, I'll have Mom drive us over at 7:30?"

"Yeah, great."

"Ok, so see you then?" I began to hear her footsteps fade away.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm going to Katy's house. I'll get ready there. See you later!"

'Bye!" I felt overjoyed. I practically skipped over the crosswalk to home.

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