"Guilty, all of them," said Wormwood.
"And the sentence?" asked Whittemore.
Wormwood read a note that Whittemore had given to him five minutes earlier:
"Expulsion from the altar boys with the permission of the good father, who has already agreed, and five days suspended from school with work instead on the grounds of the church," the judge said.
"A fair sentence to be sure Your Honor!" said Whittemore. "Have a nice afternoon now, sir, you may go. And thank you for your commitment to justice at our little school and thank the good father for me."
Jack just smiled happily at the judge, then at Whittemore, knowing his triumph was the real one and that theirs was a comedy act. Master glowered at Jack and you could tell by his face that the case didn't go the way he had wanted it to go. Jack had won. We had won. Whittemore knew it. Everyone in that room knew it.
As we were made to walk out of the school to begin our sentence, the kids one at a time stood up on the benches until the whole class except for the Slineys were standing there kind of in salute to us for standing up to master who yelled at them and threatened them, but they stood there anyway until we left.
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Jack: Book One in the Trilogy, the Battle Begins
Teen FictionIn Book 1, Jack conspires with friend Jeremy to undermine their racist, secessionist teacher's efforts to poison his students' minds with his benefits-of-slavery lectures. Will the students buy into it? Not if Jack has any say. The book is dedicated...
