A/N: Again, sorry this chapter is so short. Hope it won't be too much of a problem.

It was now Friday, and it was just couple of hours away from the dance. Tudgemen looked at himself in the mirror, wearing another matrix like outfit. Freak. Weirdo. Nut job. These were just an inkling of the many names that basically said, "Hey, you're different, and that freaks us out."

Surely, this type of thing would bring down a person. But not Larry Tudgemen. In fact, in his mind, he kind of took it like a compliment. He was glad that he didn't conform to everybody else's liking. He was glad that people didn't look at him normal. What fun would that be?

However, this also came with a price. Tudgemen remembered back to his short trip to the police station. Now he wished he hadn't inadvertently cried wolf so many times. The cops now didn't believe anything he said, and it was now at the point that they wouldn't even listen to him anymore. So, it looked like it was time for Tudgemen to take matter into his own hands.

The dance neared, and he got a little nervous. Unlike everyone else at the dance, he did not wear normal attire. He instead chose to stick with the outfit that had suited him for the past couple of weeks. Tudgemen put on another black matrix trench coat and sunglasses.

He stood outside the dance, looking up at the gym. He turned his head and looked into the trees. He nodded, and the squirrels, entered one of small vent, on the side of the building. Tudgemen walked in, and a few people-well, more like most of the people stared at him as a very odd fellow. A freak, a weirdo. But, again, this didn't' faze him in the least bit. He leaned against a wall, and surveyed the territory.

"Dude, what are you wearing?" Asked one kid, "You look like a freak."

"Thank you." Replied Tudgemen.

The kid looked at him oddly and walked off. Another failed attempt to bring Tudgemen down.

"HA!" He said aloud.

Tudgemen looked around the dance, and all it's occupants.

Lizzie and Gordo were holding hands, talking to Miranda. While Kate seemed rather frustrated talking to Ethan. Kate. Now there was one girl Larry could certainly do without. Sure she was attractive, but her personality verged on evil, which didn't bode well for Tudgemen.

Ethan Craft. Oh boy, now there was a real life comedy. He didn't hate Ethan, but he certainly didn't need to be around that brick wall. Gordo and Lizzie. Yes, Lizzie was quite a dame. Gordo was lucky to have someone like her. And Tudgemen probably would still have had a crush on her too, if it weren't for him meeting one other girl. Miranda. She seemed perfect. If there was one person that made Tudgemen seem a little self conscious about the way he was, it was Miranda. Not that she did it intentionally, but he really felt that she might not like him the same way, because he was so different.

He looked over at the punch bowl, and saw Ethan staring out the window. What he was staring at was soon uncovered, as a squirrel jumped through the window, and threw an acorn at him. Ethan chased the poor creature into the bathroom. This made Tudgemen laugh. Outsmarted by a squirrel. How rich.

An hour went by and nothing happened. Tudgemen was really starting to feel that the dance was safe. He looked up at the roof, at the large air duct. In one of the vents were a bunch of the squirrels. Tudgemen was about to signal to them that they could leave, when suddenly, the two men busted through the doors of the gym, into the dance. One of the men, while running past Kate, slammed the bottom of his gun into her, causing her to fall to the ground. Tudgemen, hid behind one of the bleachers. He stuck his head out and saw that one of the men held Gordo tightly, unable to escape. The other man had his gun pointed directly into Lizzie's face.

"Any of you little punks takes one step closer, I'll blow her face off!" Yelled the man.

Tudgemen could see how Gordo was trying to struggle out of the man's arms. But to no avail. Tudgemen signaled the squirrels to move. He peaked around the bleachers again. The man began to pull the trigger on his gun.

END OF CHAPTER 12. END OF TUDGEMEN'S CHAPTER! THE NEXT AND FINAL PERSPECTIVE: MIRANDA. PLEASE REVIEW!!!! BEUCASE-OK, I'VE RUN OUT OF REASON. JUST REVIEW PLEASE!!!