Chapter 7

“Neato. Thank you, Frank.”

“You’re very welcome.”

“‘You’re very welcome,’“ Renny mocked. It immediately turned Frank’s smile.

“Freaky Frank. Freaky Frank. Freaky four-eyed faggot Frank.” That time there were three voices, and Frank’s heart broke.

As he exited the store, back out into the rain, he could hardly believe he had ever had a crush on Renny Watson—yet could hardly deny he still did. Frank was a virgin, and destined to remain one, it seemed. Though the guys back at the store had only been teasing, Renny and his buddies had been right. Melissa shouldn’t touch Frank, and Frank could never touch her. He couldn’t touch anyone. After last summer, for a while, he’d even been afraid to touch himself.