He protested, feeling wronged, "Teacher, I swear I didn't. Mortimer Quincy is just deducting points for no reason."
The moment his homeroom teacher heard this, she grew even angrier. "Mortimer Quincy hasn't deducted points from anyone else, just you. That means you must have done something wrong. Hank King, I usually let it slide when you're fooling around, but now you're learning to falsely accuse your classmates? Go home and copy all the classical poems." With that, she left.
Hank King, now saddled with another round of copying classical poems: "..."
He seethed with pent-up frustration. Mortimer Quincy had been on his case all week.
In the past, Mortimer Quincy would have just looked the other way, so everyone was pretty lax.
After school, he cornered Mortimer Quincy at the door of the advanced class. Mortimer was waiting for Holly Winslow to get back from the restroom, holding her pink schoolbag.
