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In his junior year at a public high school, sweet, bright Casey Minton’s biggest worry isn’t being gay. Keeping from being too badly bullied by his so-called friends, a group of girls called the Queen Bees, is more pressing. Nate De Marco has no friends, his tough home life having taken its toll on his reputation, but he’s determined to get through high school. Zander Zane’s story is he’s popular, a jock. Zander knows he’s gay, but fellow students don’t, and he’d like to keep it that way.
No one expects much when these three are grouped together for a class project, yet in the process the boys discover each other’s talents and traits, and a new bond forms. But what if Nate, Zander, and Casey fall in love—each with the other and all three together? Not only gay but also a threesome, for them high school becomes infinitely more complicated and maybe even dangerous. To survive and keep their love alive, they must find their individual strengths and courage and stand together, honest and united. If they can do that, they might prevail against the Queen Bees and a student body frightened into silence—and even against their own crippling fears.
182 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 2, 2014
“Us three. Most people’d say that just the idea of it was fucked-up. And I’m not talking ’bout the gay part. Folks’d say that love was meant for two. That huggin’ and kissin’ and holdin’ each other and shit was meant for two, not for three.”
“It’s us three now. We’ll figure it out.”


“It’s not just what happened today. It’s every day… nobody gets me there. I don’t fit in at Benjamin Franklin High.”
Any more than Wendy fits in with the Lost Boys….
Or Clay Aiken fits in at a Metallica concert….
Or Grey Poupon mustard fits in a peanut butter sandwich….
Or… well, face it, I could go on forever, but I thought I’d spare the effort and stop there.
I’m no talker, not that I’m some wise old owl who sits up there in the oak tree watchin’ and thinkin’ and figurin’ shit out. Not him either. I’m just the smart motherfucker who’s already put it together that the shit hits the fan way the fuck less when I keep my goddamned trap shut. And I learned my lesson the friggin’ toughest way possible…
So yeah, you’re right-—sometimes you need to stand up and shut it down when you see this kind of crap going on. But, besides not wanting those girls to start slinging their shit at me, I felt sort of stuck in the middle, you know? The girls go to all of the parties I go to, and one of them, the leader of the pack, Liz, is dating Jake. How am I supposed to put her in her place when she’s my best pal’s girlfriend?