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DISCLAIMER

Yes, I'm aware it's been ages since I've updated, and I apologize. I just got really super busy. Life With Derek belongs to Canadian Television and Disney. I only own the plot and characters you don't recognize. I know Fletcher Academy was an all girls school, but as far as I know, they never mentioned anything about Casey's elementary school.

It was shortly after the night of the disastrous dinner that things went back to normal. Or as normal as they could get in the MacDonald/Venturi household. Derek was still playing hockey and Casey was once again going to football games. Nick was happy and he and Max had become fast friends. Another thing that had changed was that Casey was actually going to more parties. And it was a few weeks later that found her at a party talking to Max and Sam.

"So Casey, some party, huh?" Max questioned.

"Yeah, it's good. Better than some parties I've been at," Casey answered as Nick came up behind them.

"No doubt," he chuckled. Just then, a member of the football team came up.

"Yo, MacDonald. Great pass," he stated.

"Thanks," Nick responded. "Couldn't have done it without my number one fan," he continued, slinging an arm around his sister's shoulders.

"Nicky," she said in embarrassment.

"My good luck charm," he continued, pulling her close.

"And the coach is cool?" she checked.

"Yeah, Coach Walters is awesome," he confirmed.

"Good. Just like I thought he'd be," she approved.

"Dude, you're like one of the top five," Sam reminded him. Nick chuckled.

"You know, I just can't believe you're actually at one of these things," Derek commented, joining them.

"Well, when your twin knows exactly how to twist your arm…you don't really have much a choice," Casey commented.

"Right. Sure," Max said semi-sarcastically.

"Aw, this is actually old hat. There's only been a few times when I haven't been able to convince her to come to a party," Nick stated.

"He's right," Casey agreed. Emily came over with a couple of cups of punch.

"Case, you've gotta try the punch! It is to die for!" she raved.

"Well, with a review like that…" Casey chuckled and took one of the cups while pulling out of her brother's embrace. Nick watched as his sister tasted the beverage. "It's good, but I wouldn't say it's too die for, Em," she commented.

"Oh, you're crazy! This is the best I've ever tasted," Emily said.

"Did somebody spike hers?" Casey questioned.

"No. There's just a cute guy at the punch table," Nick responded. Everyone laughed. Just then, more members of the football team came up.

"Hey, MacDonald, 'sup?" one asked.

"Not much," was the boy's answer. "So, listen, there's this exclusive party later and the chicks will be hot and---"

"No." The boy looked surprised at the fast shut down.

"Later, Dude." He and the others walked off.

"Dude, you said 'No' to another party and hot chicks?" Derek asked in surprise.

"My nickname's 'Evil Twin' not 'Stupid Twin'. I have a pretty good idea what kind of party he had in mind," Nick commented.

"By the way, how did you get that nickname?" Emily wondered. Nick and Casey laughed.

"What? What?" everyone asked.

"That was great," Nick chortled.

"Our finest moment," Casey snickered.

"So, what happened?" Sam wondered.

"It was in grade two and we had this substitute---" Nick began.

"A real witch," Casey interjected.

"For some reason, she really had it in for Casey," Nick continued. "I mean, it was totally uncalled for."

"A teacher not liking Casey? Yeah, right," Derek scoffed.

"Like I said, she was a real witch," Casey commented.

"Well, anyways, we had this really tough math homework assignment---I don't even remember what now---and you know bright Casey is---she managed to do it all in one night, and all of her answers were right," Nick continued.

"Sounds like the keener," Derek teased good-naturedly. Casey just stuck her tongue out at him.

"Well, when Casey turned it in the next day, the teacher just rips it up and accuses her of getting mom or dad do the work for her that she was---well, I'm not getting into what she called her," Nick said.

"Harsh," Max commented.

"So, what'd you do?" Emily wondered.

"We rounded up some of the others and for starters, we got into her lesson planner, glued the pages together with super glue, poured juice all over her desk, and mixed it honey," Nick told them. Everyone laughed.

"But you said that was just for starters?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," Casey confirmed.

"So, what'd you guys do next?" Emily wondered. Nick and Casey began laughing harder.

"It was classic Nick!"

"And Casey wasn't too shabby either!"

"So, what'd you do?"

"After that, the rest of the class also tore up their homework and all staged a walk out," Nick responded.

"Wow. Unbelievable," the others said.

"Of course, the poor principal got stuck with all of us and she called me an evil little brat," Nick recalled.

"But you know, consider the source," Casey stated.

"Again, unbelievable," declared Emily.

"Well, hey, you don't mess with the twins," Nick declared.

"Good, twin," Casey said, holding out her right hand with her second and third fingers locked.

"Evil twin," Nick stated, holding out his left hand with his second and third fingers in the same position.

"Thick as thieves," they chorused, interlocking their intertwined fingers.

THE END