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“Jack, that’s… gross!,” she whispered-yelled clutching on her book tightly in her hands so tempted to throw the book right against his face. “No! I just don’t want her to get hurt because of you,” she added

“Okay, what is gross about lesbians?” he retorted, his voice a little bit louder now. The teacher was wide awake now, but Jack didn’t care. He wasn’t going to spend an hour staring at somebody else’s back. “Well, I assure you, she won’t. That girl is numb as a rock.”