She thought nothing of it and just shoved it in the closet until the day the word dripped out like a leaky faucet. Alberto was homosexual; I ain't have nothing against it, but little Ronnie Johnson and all his football-player friends did. They'd always pick and nag; call him "fag" and such and such, and couldn't wait to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts. The gym teacher never cared; he'd just join in on the action. He'd make silly gestures and compare him to Micheal Jackson.