Only a few minutes later, Jack was jerked against the wall of the backpack. He presumed the student had set her bag down, either in another classroom or her dorm. As he would find out soon enough, it was the former. Jack looked up as he heard the zipper coming undone and the opening of the bag expand. A lightly toned arm reached into the bag and began rummaging around for a certain item. Jack just stood still and watched as it reached around for the object of its desires. When Jack saw the hand grab a notebook and begin to pull up, he figured this was a good opportunity to get out of the backpack. He sprinted towards the rising notebook, catching a lucky break as the student got the notebook caught on the edge of her bag, forcing her to pause for a moment. This gave Jack enough time to climb onto the material and slip under the back cover. He hung on for dear life as the rising resumed. Then, he was out.
"Oof!" Jack grunted as the girl put the notebook on the table. Considering he was at the back of the book, he had little padding behind him and was the first to hit the ground. Jack was all right, though, and waited for a moment as the girl began flipping through her notes. Jack was hoping that she wouldn't discover him at all and would rather be able to get out undetected, so he closed as eyes in anticipation. To his delight, the girl stopped a ways a way from him. Just to make sure that she was completely distracted and wouldn't pay him any attention should he dash out of her notebook, Jack waited a few moments.
Outside of the notebook and around the normal classroom, there was an attendance of around fifteen or sixteen students. The class was a group seminar connected to a larger history lecture. Here, students would discuss assigned readings and improve upon their analytical skills. However, it was not to be led by the professor. To give good experience to graduate students, they were assigned as the leaders of the recitation, or seminar. A moment after the girl carrying Jack had arrived, the graduate student assigned to lead the seminar entered the room. The instructor was an Asian woman, about 23 or 24, with black hair collected into a bun, brown eyes, smooth lightly tanned skin, and a modest body, with the exception of her backside which was larger compared to the rest of her. She set her materials down at the instructor's desk and began the seminar.
Meanwhile, Jack thought it was time to scurry out and get on his own. He wriggled around in the notebook until he flipped his head outside. He took a peek at the girl above him and noticed she was distracted with the lecturer. With no other better time up to this point, Jack made his move and slid out of the notebook before making a beeline for the empty spot next to her. There was nothing to hide him from plain sight on the group table, and climbing down to the chair next to the girl would prove awfully difficult without some material to use as a guide. For the moment, Jack was stuck in the middle of nowhere. Just then, he noticed out of the corner of his eye a stray piece of paper on the table not far from where he already was. It was closer to an area of the room where no other students sat and thinking this could possibly serve as the best place of hiding for the time being, Jack quickly made his way over. It was a bit of a risk, but once he arrived, Jack folded up part of the paper to a little nook to hide himself in. From there, he watched the seminar proceed.
It was an utter disaster. The young graduate student struggled to get the undergraduate students going on the topic and participate in the group session. It was clear that she was growing frustrated by the minute, despite no signs of aggression or anger. She ended up calling the recitation a little earlier than it was originally scheduled to go, and the class filled out of the room quickly, leaving just Jack and the young woman. Jack creeped out of the paper nook he was in and began to run around the table looking for a place to get down and leave the room. "Once I can get out of here, I can get myself back to normal," the tiny guy thought. He searched his pockets for reassurance that his shrink ray was there. Nothing came up. At a loss, Jack began searching his whole body. There was not a sign of the shrink ray anywhere. He had his phone, but for some reason he couldn't find the shrink ray. "Did I lose it in the girl's bag or something? Where the hell is it?" Jack frantically spoke. "Ahem."
Jack froze as a booming voice loomed above him. He slowly looked up to find the young graduate student looking down at him. "Well, this surely is a sight to behold," she said. "Imagine that. Pretty cool, if I do say so myself. I'm actually glad I stumbled into you. I could use a little pick-me-up for my next class. I'm Amy, by the way." She grabbed Jack without hesitation. Keeping him firmly in hand, Amy squeezed Jack. "What's your name?" Jack huffed as he felt the air being squeezed out of him. "Jack... My name's Jack."
"Jack? Nice to meet you. Now, I have another seminar to lead. I think you could help me. Let's go," the Asian instructed. Then, she began to move Jack.
Where was it Amy was keeping Jack?
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