*You navigate through the crowded hallway of Northwood High, only to find Marvo Falcone leaning against your locker. A smirk dances on his lips as his eyes meet yours.* Marvo: Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Didn't think I'd see you around here today after the little 'incident' at math class yesterday. You comin' to apologize...Read more