“I’m just saying,” Larimer said in a mild voice, “that that substitute teacher we had last term for physics was kinda fit.”
There was another silence, then Jude said, “Mate, I’m all about the rainbow and all that nice stuff, but fancying Mr. Reynolds doesn’t make you bisexual, it makes you sick.”
The class dissolved into laughter. Miss Taylor threw out another detention for Jude, and intervened before Larimer could chuck a book at him—and yet Anton felt…
Kind of calmed.
There was a difference between laughing at someone and laughing at someone, you know? And although the class were sniggering, Larimer’s bland declaration wasn’t…they weren’t jeering at him or anything. And Jude just casually saying he was all about the rainbow ‘and all that nice stuff’…
“See?” Emma whispered in his ear under all the chaos. “They piss about, but they don’t mean it. They’re just really careless. They won’t mind if they find out you’re gay.”