Chris glanced at the clock on the wall nearby. The buses were to leave soon; he had to be quick.
Chris slipped the envelope through the gap in Geoffry's locker and ran off to his bus.
Chris couldn't help smiling to himself as he left the school. He wasn't used to doing such clever things.
It felt good.
The next day, Geoffry opened his locker and a white envelope fell out.
Confused, he picked it up and inspected it. No name saying who it was from.
Geoffry opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper. Here is what it said:
Sit at the fourth desk to the right of the blackboard in the French room. Look under it.
Geoffry studied the note and went to the French room. Luckily, French was his next class.
Geoffry sat down at the fourth desk to the right of the blackboard, just as the mysterious letter had told him to do. Geoffry was afraid that if he didn't listen to the mysterious letter, then the mysterious writer of the letter might come and hurt him.
During class, Geoffry reached under the desk and felt for anything. His hand brushed across a piece of paper, which was taped to the underside of the desk.
He opened the folded paper and glanced down at it. It read:
Good work, Geoffry. Now, to find the next clue, go to the Social Studies room and look behind the overhead projector.
Geoffry sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, reminding himself of Chris, who had always had cute little habits like that.
Not wanting the letter-writing sniper that could easily be following him to kill him, Geoffry stood up and left the French room.
The angry, confused French teacher called after him in French, telling him to come back.
Geoffry went straight to the Social Studies room and burst in.
About forty confused faces blinked at him as he walked to the front of the room and reached behind the overhead projector.
Geoffry pulled out the paper from behind the projector and opened it. He said out loud, "Okay, now what will this mysterious piece of paper tell me?"
The whole class stared at Geoffry as he left the room, reading the paper for his next instructions.
Each note Geoffry found had more instructions similar to these.
Finally, he found the last one taped underneath the bleachers out by the school's football field. It said:
Congrats, Geoffry. Your almost to the end. Now, go to the park two blocks from the Southside grocery this Saturday.
Geoffry nodded to the letter, as if it could understand him.
"Yes, I will come." He whispered.
What a weird day Geoffry had had.