We gave him a flat look.
Franky blew out a breath, knowing he wouldn't win this. Besides, we can tell that he's just bursting at the seams to gush about his new crush. His new and only crush. I've known Franky for years. We've known he was gay since we were in elementary, yet he's never really shown interest in anyone. I blame the superficial town we live in.
"Okay, okay," Franky finally said. "I flirted. A lot."
"You don't say," Trina teased him.
Franky stuck his tongue out at her.
"Well, I asked if he wanted to hang out after the game," he continued. "Derek said that he wasn't much of a partier. Which obviously was great for me, 'cause I wasn't going anyway. It took me a minute to convince him, but eventually he came to my room and we..."
"Oh my god, did you bang?" I blurted, makin
