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Hector’s whole body became rigid and Rusty could see the way he was clenching his fists and
letting them hit the side of his legs. There was no doubt that he had hit a
sore spot in Hector’s armour and he wondered more and more about his
friend, wondering just what was it that made him so angry, so ready to
explode? He felt a strange sense of fear creeping into his thoughts,
something he wasn’t used to. He usually had the answers but lately he was
finding that Hector was like a loose cannon and he knew that one day he
would just go off on someone and he did not want to be there then. He saw
Hector’s eyes, the colour drained and a sort of deep darkness came over
them, making the fear in his mind grow.
Hector “FUCK OFF!”
Rusty “Christ, he didn’t did he? Come on to you I mean? No fucking way dude, he’s too
much of a wimp to do that shit…”
Hector “No it isn’t that, I don’t like him, him and all those other fag types, man
don’t they creep you out too?”
Rusty “Yeah but shit, long as they keep it to themselves it don’t bug me, well not that
much, now that Marvin thing, he’s a different story, he’s really off the
wall, but I don’t know, you really think Collins is one too?”
Hector “Christ, you have to ask? You saw how he looked dressed up as a broad; fuck, he was
better looking than some of the girls we got on the cheerleaders!"
Rusty had to admit that Hector was right on that score. Noah
did look a damn sight better than some of the girls in school but as much as
he didn’t care for fags he still wasn’t totally convinced that Noah was
one. He might be a wimp and all and he might look like a girl at times; but
shit, there were others who had that look too and it didn’t make them
queer, least not so he knew. Staring over at Hector’s face he saw the
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