Disgruntled that his fellow peers had ruined his happy mood, Kyle turned and said "Transform or Dare" to Russell.
"What or dare?" Russell asked, wondering what the fag was asking him.
"Dare it is, then," Kyle said. Russell was a hot guy, but he was such a homophobic jerk that Kyle didn't really want to be near him, if he had a choice in the matter. But maybe he could fix that. "I dare you to act like my loving gay boyfriend."
"What?" the bully asked, then felt a shift in his head. He stood up, walked over to Kyle, then sat down next to him and put his arm around him.
"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" Jeff asked.
"What does it look like? I'm getting friendly with my boyfriend," Russ said. "Right, baby?" he asked Kyle.
"Right, Russ," Kyle answered, lying his head on Russell's shoulder.
Jeff couldn't believe his eyes. "I thought we were gonna teach that fag a lesson, not get friendly with him."
"Hey, don't call him a fag. You know how much I hate that. If you're gonna call us anything, call us gay."
"Us? Russ, what the hell is wrong with you? You're not gay."
"Hey, I know I haven't been advertising myself like my boyfriend has, but believe me, I've always been interested in guys."
This obviously contradicted what Jeff knew. So what the hell was going on? "Russ, you ..." He stopped suddenly, in shock, as he watched his best friend begin to kiss that queer boy Kyle.
What the hell was happening?!