Hello! And welcome to the thrilling almost-conclusion of my 'The Note' saga. As you read in my last post, I recently received an interesting note. I'll have you keep in mind this all happened on Thursday -- not over the course of a few days.
So on thursday, I looked for #2 in the morning and a little later in the day. It wasn't there. My friends Bekkah and Tim offered to help. So when lunch rolled around, Bekkah came over to our (Tim and I's) table. Tim and I scarfed down our lunches, chatted with Mrs. D for a bit, and headed off to the library. We found it in the remaining copy of 'The Twelfth Night' by Shakespeare. Here's what it read:
Nice job, Mackenzie! I commend you. This next one's a bit tricker, but I know you can do it. Here goes:
Across from the room of the director of the plays
There on the wall hangs a glass case.
"Drama News" is across the top,
But think of a word that starts with "opp."
Over-under, left to right
If you get this, you'll sleep well tonight.
~O
So we immediately ran up to the fourth floor across from Mr. Hirsch's room (He's the drama director) to the display case. This next note was taped under it:
Quick! There's a fire! What do you get?
The fourth floor extinguisher I bet.
~O
P.S. Sorry it's so short. :)
There's an extinguisher across from the display case -- it's not on that one. Tim and Bekkah recall there are at least two on this floor. We go to the other one -- not there. Then I recall that I think there's one in the fourth floor math hallway. We run over there -- and this is taped to the back:
On 1st floor, the worst class in the world.
Every time I run, I want to hurl.
Small lockers in the middl, tall ones on the side.
Look to number 1
In me, you can confide.
~O
P.S. The end doesn't really make sense, but I couldn'tt think of another word to rhyme. :)
We figured it was in the girl's locker room. Tim said it may be in the boy's locker room, which is why we need him. I told him that if it's not there, he can check the guy's locker room. We ran down the staircase, to the girl's locker room -- thankfully, it was their 5th hour class, so no one was in there -- and we ran to locker number one. Inside, was this:
A piece of paper with "Last Clue!" written on it!
Little birdy, in the tree,
Little birdy, flee, flee, flee,
To the wonderful library.
By the computer where people see
Which book they would like to read.
~O
Then . . .
The bell rang. We were just about to go up to the library, too. I looked at Bekkah and Tim and said, "Screw it -- I'll take a late to Band. You guys go ahead, I'll report back to you." And then I headed to the library.
Where I found nothing. Frustrated, I went first to my locker, then to band, where Mrs. Parson seemed not to notice me entering late. She was busy talking about some seventh grader who was vandalising instruments (Ben filled me in on what happened). Next hour, I showed Alycia the notes because she wanted to know what was going on so far. That's when Mrs. Stevens said we would be in the library today. Alycia and I looked at eachother, a little weirded out. "That's convenient," Alycia said. "Yes. Very," I responded. In there, I finished my paper about "The Birds" and went exploring. Again, nothing. A little crestfallen, I got a drink of water and went to German class, where I filled Katie in on what happened once she got back from the Aladdin performance. Once class dismissed, I tore outta there and met Bekkah in the hallway outside of the German and Spanish rooms (She's taking spanish). We went to the library --
Where Bekkah immediately found something.
. . . it was a Badminton Birdie.
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