Spy Nerds

Plans

Jake woke up earlier than everyone else. He was determined to go for the meeting with his friends to start the plot of their dream. Of his dreams.

Dad's funeral comes up by twelve o clock. Don't miss it, Mum.
Diana left the note on the fridge knowing fully well he was going to be up early leaving everyone behind. "Yeah whatever" he muttered and opened the fridge and took a bear claw and then he was out the door.

"Hey Jake. We're here" he had waited for them at the park till it was almost nine o clock. Simeon and Casey had just arrived. "What the....! You guys are late! Where are the girls?" He yelled. They had all promised to meet early Sunday morning before church. "Hey! Chill dude. Racquelle should be here any minute. As for Phoebe, I  have no info" Casey said. Just then Phoebe trotted to them with her little brother. "Phoebe. This is private. Why did you bring Peter?" Jake yelled. He was already cranky. "Sorry, I take him to church every Sunday. He had to tag along. Sorry I'm late too. I stopped for some ice cream." She explained. "Seriously?! Where the hell is Racquelle now?" He yelled again. "I'm here" Racquelle announced at the perfect time. She was running in her heels. They were all ready for church. "Perfect timing. Okay, so we won't be late for Sunday school, I'll be brief," Jake started happy everyone was around. "We'll talk more at my dad's funeral. It starts by twelve o clock. We should be done with the church service. We'll device during the funeral. Some of my dad's colleagues will be there too. We'll get some help"

"Swing low, sweet chariot, coming back to carry me home.........." The mass choir was making the entire mood sober. Diana kept crying while Pat and the others kept consoling her.

Jake sat on his own. He felt depressed but he brushed it all away because of the plan at hand.

"Hey Jake" Racquelle greeted as the four of them approached Jake. They had changed into their black apparels. "Hey guys. Thanks for coming" he said and they all did a group hug.

"Anytime" Casey said patting his friend on the back.

"Anyways, where's the snack bar? I'm getting pretty hungry" Phoebe said looking around for the buffet stand.

"Phoebe! This is our friend's funeral" Simeon said. "Oh sorry, friend's dad's funeral. Sorry Jake" he corrected after the nasty look Jake gave him.

"Nah, its okay" Jake shrugged and led them to their seats.

"Swing low......swing chariot..... Coming back to carry me home...... Swing low......swing....." The choir continued. 

"Why are they being boring? Let's crank this us to the extreme" Phoebe shrieked and ran to the podium.

"Oh no! She's going to mess things up" Racquelle screeched.

"Let her go. I wanna see where this goes." Jake said.

"Lemme take over pops" Phoebe said to the elderly man who was singing the chorus. "Hold my burger" she said handing it over the the man who was visibly confused.

"How is everyone doing?" Phoebe yelled. No response. "Okay, I get why y'all are sober. Yeah, Mr Norman's dead. We all miss him. I get that but he's gone to rest people." She continued

"Oh my God! We've got to stop her" Casey said.

"Like I said, I wanna see where this goes" Jake said.

"Oh no" Racquelle said hitting her forehead with her palm. "Owww!"

"Okay Mr drummer boy. You're gonna make this real lively. Okay? I want the entire choir to make this fun and funky. And as for y'all, I want you to dance cause our beloved Mr Norman is in heaven."

"I doubt it" Diana muttered where she was

"Now let's start this.1......2......3...Go.
Phoebe: swing low

Choir: sweet chariot

Phoebe: coming back to carry Mr home whoa oh.....(she sang in her high pitched voice)

" I actually forgot. Phoebe is a really good singer" Racquelle said.

Phoebe: I was walking over Jordan and what did I see

Choir: coming back to carry me home

Phoebe: (higher pitch) I said I was walking over Jordan and what did I see oooohhh....

Choir: coming back to carry me home

Phoebe: swing low

Choir: swing low

Phoebe: sweet chariot, coming back to carry me home oooohhh

Choir: swing low, sweet chariot, coming back to carry me home.

The song was so interesting that everyone began to dance like crazy.

"Wow. This is fun" an elderly woman squealed dancing with all her might. "Oops! I'm falling!" She yelled and fell backward to the floor.

"Yeah. Thank you everyone" Phoebe said as she ended her song. She was greatly applauded by the crowd.

"Oh my gosh Phoebe you were great" Racquelle said as she went to hug her friend.

"Thanks. I did it for you Jake" she said

"I know and I appreciate it" he said back forcing a smile to his face. He was happy but he was going to really miss  his dad.

"Okay. Are we going to plan now or........" Casey started only to get interrupted by Pat.

"Hey, Jake the pastor wants to see you now. Sorry to break up your little meeting" she said as she dragged him out with her.

"Shish! I guess we'll wait then. I'm getting pretty hungry" Racquelle said.

"You are? They is lots of food at the buffet stand. Lemme show you" Phoebe offered and they were both out of there.

"So, you like Kenny Rogers?" Simeon asked

"What?"

                        *****
"Okay guys. My dad was killed two days ago. I know, its pretty crazy but I want to seek revenge. Y'all think I'm crazy doing this but I want this and I'm gonna need your helps. Please" Jake lectured. They were all gathered at the back at the of the gathering. "Yeah. We'll help ya Jake." Casey assured.