Lake Forest, Illinois “Hey, Billy!” bellowed the stocky seventeen-year-old. His voice boomed over all the chatter and the din of locker doors shutting. In his royal blue and gold letterman jacket, Derek Jesler swaggered down the school’s crowded corridor. He was homing in on a tall, slender Asian American named Billy Kim, who stood by his open locker. A few students in the hallway stopped to see what was about to happen. “Hey, Billy, how about a little kiss?” Derek called. Even with his buzz-cut, Billy Kim was so handsome he was almost pretty. Tossing his tormentor an I-Can’t-Be-Bothered look, he tucked his books under his arm and quietly closed his locker. “Don’t you want to kiss me, Billy?” “Not even with a blindfold, two quarts of Stoli, and a gun to my head, Jesler,” Billy Kim answered loudly. It got a round of laughs from the other students in the corridor. “Faggot!” Derek grunted, knocking the books out of Billy’s hand. They tumbled to the floor, with notes and papers scattering about.
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