When Sky got to her classroom, she looked for her sketchbook but couldn't find it. Freaking out, she tore through her bag but to no avail, it was gone. Freaking out silently, she grabbed a notebook and ripped out some pages to make a make-shift one and she sighed and drew in that. Her years and years worth of work was in that and she was dreading that whoever could have found it will post her stuff as theirs.