Gay Book 'The Locker'
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Rusty “So what the fuck does it matter? If you want Shelia back, duking it out with Dakota
ain’t gonna help; besides, you don’t even know if the guy is interested
in her or not, this will only get you in more shit with her.”
Hector “No, maybe, I don’t know man, but I need to do something.”
There were times when he wondered why he bothered associating with Hector but then the guy
did have his uses at times. It was always good policy to have someone who
resembled an animal around, you never knew when you might need the backup
and as his eyes stared out at the parking lot, he felt a whole lot better
knowing he was with Hector right now than say a pansy like Noah. Still, it
had kind of bugged him seeing Noah all in tears when he saw his locker last
year. He had to admit that the joke was a bit much but everyone it seemed
got a good kick out of it, so maybe Noah reacted too much, and maybe Hec was
right, maybe the guy was a queer, after all no real guy would bawl his eyes
out like that, would they?
Looking at Hector he knew that if he let him to his own design there would most likely be a
big battle and the new kid wouldn’t even know what it was about, and he
didn’t need any complications right now, not this early on in the year.
Besides, if Hector got tossed for fighting, he’d need to do some fancy
footwork for some of the things he had planned for later on in the year.
Hector did have his uses even if he was a damn bull in a china shop.
Rusty “Look, why not let me talk to him? Maybe I can sort of see if he’s interested in
her, and, if he is, maybe talk him out of it. How’s that sound?”
Hector “I don’t know, think he’d listen?”
Rusty “Hey worth a shot and if he does, well then you
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