THE SECRET SPY CLUB

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER ONE

    I felt like I was going to throw up. I just got off the   Dare to Enter. Oh, I forgot the important stuff. I’m Luke. I’m a secret spy. Shhh… don’t tell. I’ve been able to keep the secret for three years straight. I’m not the only spy. I’m just the secret spy club’s leader. The other two spies are Potato and Fluffy. And boy, are they weird!

    I know they have really stupid names. Well, I’m not the mom. But if I was their mom, I would name them Warthead and

Bigeyes. I know its rude, but just look at them!

 

 

 

Now, our biggest problem is school. We all hate it. I fall asleep in every class. ZZZZ…

Math is the worst. There’s all these math people and they have a club too. I don’t know if it’s a secret club, but I hope it is! I myself would call it the dumb-dumb club. They all think they’re smart, but they’re really dumb.

 

 

 

Now look at them! U-G-L-Y!

 

CHAPTER TWO

Now, let’s go on with the story. O.K. where was I? Oh yeah. I felt like I needed to throw up. I triple-dog dared Potato to go on the Dare to Enter in the front seat. He said he would only do it if I did it. But it’s always worth doing something scary if Potato does it after. Once I saw him, I said “Your turn.” Then he screamed at the top of his lungs. I was so lucky that his dad came along with him or else I would have a heart attack. Phewww

 So he actually got in line. He was first, so he got a super good chance to make the first seat.

But unfortunately, I could see a mather standing in line. Uh oh! But when I got closer I realized it was just Calculator.

Potato sat down in the front seat. But then Calculator sat down with him. Minus one spy I thought. But when I got over to him everything seemed normal besides the drooling, stumbling and one hair on fire. “911” I mumbled.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER THREE

After the fire department left, me and Potato left. Potato’s dad went the opposite way. It was a Friday (which I forgot to mention) probably as sunny as a Friday could be. When we were probably a half-mile home, we had to run in to the Jo brothers. But worse than that, behind them were the other two mathers: Bignose and the leader Bigchin. We turned around. And of course, there was Calculator.

We knew we could probably escape from Calculator, but we weren’t going that way. We could also step over Bignose but Bigchin was next to him. We were trapped.

Patrick, one of the Jo brothers said “Let’s get this war started!” and Evan the other Jo brother said “Yeah!”

“Wait a minute guys” said Bigchin. He got an idea. I could tell by the little light bulb floating over his head. Uh oh I thought. Ideas were bad. Well, Bigchin’s ideas were super bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER FOUR

A trap I figured. “O.K.,” said Bigchin “The deal is 3-16-15-20-5-19-20.” He has a made up language called the numbie. He uses numbers instead of letters. Don’t even ask how I figured it out.

 

 

 

After a long silence, I said “Contest? The deal is contest?” “Yup” said the mathers. Think I told myself. What does war have to do with contest? Then I got an answer.

“We will enter the talent show. Both teams” said Bigchin. Did I mention that the mathers know our secret spy club? Well they do. That’s what bothers me. Why is it called the secret spy club if it’s not secret? “But the contest isn’t fair if we have two and you have three” I said. You see, Fluffy left on a vacation two weeks ago. A great talent show battle has equal teams. Well, sometimes the good guys are a bit outnumbered so I just said “4-5-1-12.” Then I translated “Deal!”

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER FIVE

Once I woke up from bed, I looked at the calendar. And guess what today was?  It was Halloween! So I went downstairs. We had our pumpkins carved. I think that mine is the best. Have a look for yourself!

 

 

“BOOOOO!!!” ha! Got ya.

I woke up late. Really late. The time was 11:07. I went outside and I realized the talent show was in two days. One day to practice.

Time passed by quickly so it was 6:01. We start by 7:00. I walked around in circles. I looked at the time. 6:59. Great! I got on my costume. I was a giant cookie. Don’t ask.

I LOVE Halloween. In fact, it’s my favorite holiday. I saw Calculator in a princess costume. How embarrassing. My third worst enemy in a Cinderella suit.

I went to the Foster’s house first. I got two rocks, a toothbrush and a water bottle.
    Then to the Craaper’s. They gave me a Wegman’s bag, a brochure of the Bahamas and a diet coke. Well, I guess I could use the diet coke.

When I got back to my house I only got a crumpled chocolate bar, a scrap of tinfoil and a walnut. The others got wet from the rain. So much for this Halloween.

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER SIX

Wow. Today is practice day. Four hours of boring talents. At least Fluffy is back from the Bahamas. It looks pretty good in the brochure.

Fluffy came to my house wearing a Hawaiian t-shirt with flowers on it and dark sunglasses. “Hello peopllleee!” he said as he tripped on a stick. “Ow.”

“I heard about the talent show,” he told me “I’ll join.” Great I thought. An extra participate.

We tried our art skills but that didn’t work out.

 

 

    Then we tried a solo sing, but that wasn’t so good either.

 

 

    Then I found my talent. I was great at acting. I asked Fluffy if he liked the wizard of Oz. He said yes. Then I asked Potato if he liked the wizard of Oz. He said yes. Lights, camera, action I thought. I’ve got a show to do. Well, we have a show to do.

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER SEVEN

Once I finished my test, I jumped out of my seat. I handed it to my teacher and then went outside for recess. My fellow spies were waiting for me. Today was the day of the talent show, which starts in exactly in two minutes.

When the bell rang, I went downstairs to the talent show. Fluffy and Potato came with me to watch the other participators. I thought that Benny’s knock-knock jokes were as funny as a social studies test. Harold’s egg-salad sandwich sounds like it would taste like puke. Every kid booed.

Then the mathers came on stage. I couldn’t help laughing at their costumes. Bigchin was a one. Calculator was a times sign. And Bignose was a six.

“O.K.,” said Bigchin “Let’s do some math!” “Booooo!!!” said the audience. They threw tomatoes or crumpled pieces of paper at them. “One times one is one” said Bigchin. The mathers formed this problem with their costumes.

 

 

 

“And six times one is six” said Bigchin. “You see, if you divide the EE system and multiply the 4TTY system…” and then the crowd said “BOO-OOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER EIGHT

It was our turn. “9-12-12 7-5-22 25-15-23!!!” yelled Bigchin as he went off stage. I’ll get you I thought. Uh oh. He thought we ruined his act.

 We got on stage. The background turned blue. We set up some yellow cardboard pieces in a line. Then we put up two small houses that were cardboard too. I hid behind a house. Fluffy hid behind the other one. Potato (in case you wanted to know) was against the wall in a Dorothy costume and was holding a basket with a fluff-ball in it.

When Potato started walking down the “yellow brick road” I jumped out and started singing: Follow the Yellow Brick Road. I was embarrassed a little bit but then Fluffy came out of his house and sang with me. Then we all got on the “yellow brick road” Then the crowd went wild.

 

 

 

Instead of throwing tomatoes or crumpled pieces of paper the crowd threw flowers at us. “Thank you,” I said “Thank you very much!”

    The next day I went to the mather’s hideout. I knocked. No answer. So I knocked again. Still no answer. “It’s Calculator” I tricked. “Come in then” said Bigchin. So then I told him that we didn’t ruin his act. He believed me. “Enemies?” I asked. “Enemies” he said. Then we shook hands.