Error 404 Part 1: Old Memes Die Hard

Chapter 5: The Medallion

It's a cool October afternoon and nobody cares. I'm sitting at lunch with my squad- I mean friends and I hear talk about The Medallion.

The Medallion is an object hidden somewhere in our GIANT FLIPPIN' HIGH SCHOOL. Seriously, there's THREE FLOORS and at LEAST 150 rooms. Downstairs has the band room, locker rooms, and gym area, as well as the woodshop and metal shop. There's classrooms for Architecture & Design and the fitness classes(Fitness For Life- I'll probably rant about that soon enough- is one of them). The main floor has the Cafeteria, huge locker banks, the Auditorium, the Foreign Language Hall(Where the language classes are taught), the Language and Social Hall, and the other places I haven't been to because I don't care. Finally, upstairs has the Tech Hall, the Science and Math Hall, the Lecture Hall(which isn't actually a hall for some stupid reason) the Tech Hall, and finally, the other classrooms I neither go to nor care about.

And the medallion is hidden somewhere in this entire mess of a place.

Anyway, Chaise is the one talking about The Medallion.

"I'm gonna use the money to buy loot boxes in Overwatch," he says.

"Wait, there's MONEY involved?" I ask.

"Yeah, the medallion is a $20 Visa gift card."

"MITCH!" I say.

"What?" He asks.

"Tell me where the medallion is," I tell him. He's in PROUD, the group that organized this entire charade.

"No."

"Fine." I get up and go to the lecture hall. I look around and in every book and cranny that I didn't get the last time I was here. And then I realize:

I'd been given misinformation.

So I head to the library and walk up the stairs. There are two people there already, and I'll bet $20 you know at least one person.

Mitch and Chaise. Mitch sees me and walks out instantly with a smirk on his face. I walk up to Chaise.

"He was helping you, wasn't he?" I ask. I already know what Chaise is going to say, but I need confirmation.

"He and I agreed we would split it," he replies.

"I'm gonna murder him."

"Why didn't you tell me anything?"

"If I gave you information, you might find it before I do." I know he's right, but I don't let it show. The bell rings. Time for class.