Eddie sighed in disgust, but he knew he had no choice. Holding his breath, he squeezed into both. The pyjama bottoms looked more like bike pants, stretching barely to his knees. And the top was so small it looked like he was wearing a midriff shirt.

Catching sight of himself in the full-length mirror, Eddie shook his head.

“Man,” he said. “I’m gonna kill him.”

But first Eddie had to escape the bathroom. All he had to do was make a rope out of some towels and climb out the window. So how hard could that be?

Meanwhile, back at the restaurant, the Greek dancing was in full swing.

“Opa!” cried Matthew as he sprang to his feet and threw his hands in the air.

Across the room, Mr Baxter jumped to his feet. “Opa!” he yelled.

Opa — no! Raven thought in horror as her dad joined the circle of dancers. He’s going to see me now for sure, she realised.

Trapped in the circle, Raven had to think fast. With one sharp tug, she pulled a tablecloth cleanly off a nearby table for two. But before she could wrap the blue linen around herself to hide, she felt the entire room freeze —

Through her eye
The vision runs
Flash of future
Here it comes —

I see Chelsea in our living room. The phone is ringing. She’s answering it—

“Hello?” she says into the receiver.

Uh-oh. Whoever’s on the other end of that line is making Chelsea really nervous.

Now she’s saying something else—

“Oh, hi, Mrs Baxter . . .”

Coming out of her vision, Raven immediately panicked. According to her vision, her mother was about to call home and check on her.

Raven had to warn Chelsea not to answer the phone. All the girl had to do was let the answering machine pick up, then her mother would just think they were busy with their beauty treatments or watching a movie, any-thing but the truth — that Raven wasn’t there!

Wrapping the blue tablecloth around her body and the bottom of her face, Raven looked like an Arabian princess dancing toward the restroom area. But when she tried to move out of the dancer’s circle, her annoying date jumped right in front of her!

“Opa!” cried Matthew, plowing into her and sending her into the middle of the dance circle.

Knowing her father was right behind her, Raven held tightly to the tablecloth and tried to kick her feet as if she were dancing.

Very shrewdly, she inched backward until she was dancing right in front of her father. Then with one quick move, she threw the tablecloth backward, right over his head — and made a dash for the other side of the room.

“Opa!” cried Matthew, blocking her exit again. But Raven was out of patience. “O-please!” she snapped at Matthew, tossing her head. Then she pushed the boy aside and headed out of the dining room.

Continues next week:Based on the popular TV series created by Michael Poryes and Susan Sherman. Illustrations: Uday Deb