Double D was once again staring into the scientifical mirror in his bedroom; but this time it was for a good reason. He looked so much better, and he felt so much better.

Well, he didn't look that good; because he was once again dressed up in the clothes which were identical to Kevin's, and he never wanted to look like Kevin.

Eddy and Ed had kept the mystery of the 2 Kevins in the back of their mind, and that morning (when they hadn't been able to tell the difference between Double D dressed up as Kevin and the actual Kevin) it had almost completely left their heads (or Eds) the moment Eddy thought of another pathetic plan to try and earn money.

By this time Double D had got dressed out of the Kevin clothes and into his usual everyday wear, and Eddy had been able to tell it was Double D this time and asked him to help with making the latest product to sell;

Cheese Juice. (BARF!)

No matter how disgusting the job was, Double D got on with it right away;; he didn't care about how gross the idea of squishing cheese and making it into a liquid was;; all he could think about was his brilliant plan that would let him go to the Trailer Park without being recognized (well, as Double D) whatsoever, and actually find his one & only Nazz and… talk to her!

It was the only thing he'd thought about all through the morning even up to now, when (as I was saying) he was once again dressed up in his own Kevin clothes and staring into his scientifical mirror.

He had his whole fabulous plan planned out; tomorrow night, he would sneak out of the house disguised as Kevin, with some money so he could catch a bus to the trailer park… and then he could search everywhere for Nazz… no matter how long it took him!

Okay… he did feel guilty about the idea of sneaking out of the house at night and disobeying his dear mother and father's strict rules, but his guilt didn't get in front of his plan, or his love for Nazz… It was the only way of seeing her again, or talking to her again…

Suddenly the phone started ringing downstairs.

Hmm, must be mother calling!

Double D thought to himself, and he turned to go out of his bedroom and downstairs.

(Y'know that part (in Chapter 4) when Double D plans to ask everyone in the street where Nazz has moved to but then he happens to hear Kevin asking her that exact question (on the tape)? Well, that was very efficient, wasn't it? Little did Double D know something very efficient like that was going to happen right now).

When Double D got into his hallway he answered the phone. As he predicted, it was his mother.

"Eddward?"

"Yes! Hello, Mother."

"Hello dear. How are things going at home?"

"Fine- I mean, great! Um- how's things at work?"

(The guilt of the plan was starting to sting Double D as he talked to his lovely and innocent mother on the other end of the phone, but he tried not to let it get to him and just carried on with the normal conversation).

"It's going good, thank you dear. Have you had dinner yet?"

"Oh!" Double D said alarmingly, suddenly realizing he may have been dawdling in the Kevin clothes a little too long. He quickly turned around and glanced at the grandfather clock at the end of the hallway. Thank goodness it was only 5:30.

"No, mother. But it's only half past five. I'll start making some vegetable soup in a few minutes."

"Good. Did you notice the clothes I bought you last night?"

"…What clothes?"

"You could at least thank me, Edd. I put the clothes on the staircase this morning before I left for Work. You were still asleep in bed."

Double D blushed. He wasn't used to being told off by his mother, and he regretted not thanking her.

But now he wanted to scream "THANK YOU!" down the phone 1 million times, because she'd just told him she was the one who bought him clothes that were coincidentally identical to Kevin's.

"Oh yes. I noticed them. They're great. Thank-you mother."

(As I said, even though Double D wanted to scream "THANK YOU!" a million times, he didn't want to turn the conversation into an excitement fest over some clothes, although he was pretty excited)

But had his mother deliberately bought clothes identical to Kevin's?

Double D wasn't even sure whether his mother knew who Kevin really was!

"Erm, mom—" Double D said.

"Please call me Mother like you normally do, Eddward."

"Yes mother." Double D replied, "It's just that—why did you buy me new clothes? And in that style? I mean, you don't always go shopping because of the time you spend at work—"

"Oh, Eddward. I bought you those clothes for a special reason."

Was Edd's mother really trying to set him up to look like Kevin? He didn't dare ask, because he didn't think his mother knew Kevin, but if she did, it would've been terribly cheeky to ask anyway!

"W-w-what special reason, mother?"

"I just think it would be better for you if you got some proper exercise, rather than dawdling around on those dirty streets every day. I've booked you into a Dance Club."

What?

"Um, a what, sorry?"

"You're talking very strangely tonight, Eddward. Are you sure you're not coming down with something? I said I've booked you into a Street Dance Club."

It's not me who's going barmy, it's my mother!

Double D thought to himself. A street dance club? Okay, his mother was right that it was healthy and good exercise, but it sounded totally embarrassing! Not to mention Street was not the style of dance he was interested in!

Little did Double D know he was about to start taking serious interest in the conversation between him and his mother.

"It's for your own good. The Club is on every weeknight except Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays, although on Saturday they do the Club in the daytime and not in the evening."

"Oh … ok." Double D said. He didn't really know what else to say.

"I ought to tell you where the Club's going to be held- although you're not probably going to start going until they've sorted out your membership on this Friday."

"Well where's the Club going to take place, mother?"

"It's in that village only about 30 minutes away from here- you know, the one with the big trailer park."

THE EFFICIENCY BIT! Double D's dear, lovely, wonderful mother had very efficiently chose for Double D to join the Street Dance Club that went on very near the Trailer Park. Double D wasn't just sure whether he wanted to join the Club now;; he was REALLY sure!

And THANK GOD his mother had bought him those Kevin clothes just for wearing to the Dance Club! He could go disguised anyway!

"I'LL DO IT!" Double D shouted down the phone, letting his excitement loose a little too loud.

"Goodness, Eddward! What's gotten into you this evening? Anyway, I better get back to writing this News article, because my boss is looking at me like he thinks I've been on the telephone for too long. But as you know I'll come home soon, dear. See you later. Bye!"

"Thank-you mother." Double D replied, and still excited, "Enjoy writing the article! See you soon. Bye!"

Just as he turned to click the phone back onto the phone-cradle thingy and end the conversation, he heard the muffleness of his mum's voice coming out of the speaker-thingy again. It turned out she wanted to say some more.

"Yes, mom?" Double D asked, once again putting the phone to his ear.

"As I said earlier, call me Mother, please. And don't forget to make your dinner, okay, Eddward?"

"Okay mom!" Double D said, ignoring the fact he needed to call her "Mother" and saying it loud and clear to tell her he didn't need reminding how to make a vegetable soup. He turned around again to finally put the phone on the cradle-thing, but then he remembered he madly desired to ask his mother one more thing.

"Is there a possibility I could start this Street Dance Club tomorrow, Mother?"

"I don't know, Eddward. As I said, they're probably not going to accept your membership until this Friday, and if you join tomorrow you'll have to go every single Monday evening, and don't you think that's a bit hectic? Also you know I don't work on Monday nights and-"

"Oh, Mother, please! I know how badly I need to get exercise and I need to start going to this Street Dance Club pretty soon if I want to get healthier! And doesn't tomorrow sound like a good night to go? Monday night, it's perfect!"

"Oh, alright Eddward. Just as long as you can prove to the Staff there how eager you are to do some dancing and they'll fit your membership in for once a week every Monday at 7'o clock. Now my Boss is really giving the evils. Goodbye Eddward!"

"Bye, Mother!" Double D said happily, and still feeling really excited, he added, "Love you!"

Double D finally clicked the phone down and because he felt so successful and really happy that everything was going his way and things just kept happening that made his plans so much easier, he began to do a little dance down the hallway and into the kitchen. First he started skipping and twirling, then he leaped into the air like a ballerina. Then he decided to finish his great performance by landing whilst doing the splits.

"OWWWCCHHH!"

…Okay, not such a good idea at all. Not only had Double D not had much practice in doing the splits, but also he'd forgotten he wasn't a girl, and that boys were likelier to hurt themselves whilst attempting to do damned tricks like that…