August 24
Wait, she thought. Five? She had no time to study Mr. Walsh closer. He lifted his head to stare out at the class, most still scribbling on their pages. Not wanting to call attention to being done early, Jeanne quickly lowered her head back to the finished quiz, hoping to look deep in concentration on the mysteries of the Electoral College.
“Everyone still working? I think I can leave you guys for a second,” Mr. Walsh said. “One last thing I forgot to mention. In an election, the results need to be certified by a judge. Since we don’t have a judge handy, though,” he grinned, “I’ll just take these out to Mr. Lorentz, and have him do it. Won’t be but a minute.” He picked up the piles and walked to the door; all of the students’ eyes followed him. Only four students saw the look of worry on his face as the door closed behind him.
“We’re busted,” Nick murmured.
“Or Deacon is,” Jeanne hissed. There was already a low din of discussion in the room. “It might have worked.”
“I don’t think so,” Tegan whispered. “The teachers always…”
“Sssssh!” Fran said, her voice the loudest of the room. “He’ll get us for cheating!” And with that, the room fell into silence.
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