Chapter 6

They rose from the bed. Sam kissed Zack, and Zack kissed him back. All the while, Dennis continued with a barrage of bangs, rings on the bell, and shouts as Sam quickly donned a T-shirt and stepped into a pair of cutoffs. He left the room and ran down the stairs. “I’m fucking coming!”

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Zack dressed, then went into Sam’s bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. He didn’t look any different—apart from the cheek—since he’d admitted he was a fag. Finding a comb on the vanity, he began to straighten his hair. He could hear raised voices coming from downstairs. Part of him wanted to continue to hide out, but he knew he’d have to face Dennis sometime. The old ‘straight’ Zack wouldn’t have hidden.

“And the new gay Zack ain’t gonna, either,” he told his reflection.

Squaring his shoulders, Zack unlocked the bathroom door and walked down the stairs.

“I’m telling you, man, you ain’t seeing him!” Sam was saying.