It was just after first period, and I had my notebook in my bag.
Or… at least, I thought I did.
I opened my bag and… nothing.
My notebook was gone.
"Where is it?" I muttered.
I checked under the desk.
I checked my locker.
I even checked the floor around my bag.
Nothing.
I started to panic.
Not full panic. Just… small panic.
Maybe someone took it?
Maybe I left it at home?
Or maybe… it had grown legs and walked away.
I groaned.
Then I noticed him. The other boy.
He was sitting quietly, like always.
Watching me.
I swear he was smiling a little.
"Have you seen a notebook?" I asked him.
He shook his head slowly.
"Maybe check the classroom. Maybe check the lost and found," he said.
Simple words. But calm.
I ran around the classroom.
Checked every corner.
Asked a few classmates.
"Hey, did you see my notebook?" I asked my friend.
"Notebook? I thought it was your lunch today," he joked.
I rolled my eyes.
Nothing.
Then… a small piece of paper fell out of my bag.
I picked it up.
It was a note:
"Looking for your notebook? Try under the teacher's desk."
I blinked.
Under the teacher's desk?
I crawled under the desk and… there it was. My notebook, sitting quietly.
Like it had been waiting for me all along.
I pulled it out.
The other boy just shrugged.
I laughed. Small, nervous laugh.
"Who did this?" I asked.
He smiled a little.
"No idea," he said.
I shook my head.
Only in this school…
Would my notebook disappear and leave a note like it had a plan of its own.
I looked around.
Some classmates were whispering, trying not to laugh.
Someone pointed at me, pretending to be shocked.
Another tapped my shoulder and said, "Maybe it wanted a small adventure!"
I laughed quietly.
Funny. Weird. Strange.
And… maybe, just a little mysterious too.
I put the notebook safely in my bag.
Checked it twice.
Triple-checked.
Because in this school…
Even a notebook could be part of a tiny, strange story.
And somehow… it made my day a little brighter.