I DO NOT OWN SVTFoE

Marco was lying on his bed watching TV when he saw his phone light up. He picked it up and saw he had missed a call. It wasn't from Jackie because he'd never miss a call from her. She'd kill him if he did. Marco rolled over. Thinking about it, Jackie was a bit of a psycho and a popularity gold digger. If Marco ever stopped being popular, she'd probably up and and leave to the next most popular guy. Marco thought about what he had gotten himself into when his phone rang again. It wasn't Jackie, so by process of elimination it must be Star. Marco picked up.

"Hello, it's Marco."

Star could be heard on the other end of the line. "Hey Marco, it's Star."

"I know. So Star, why do I have the pleasure of hearing your voice?"

"I just wanted to know why you put your number in my bag."

Marco smiled. "Because people get intimidated by me and refuse me when they first meet me, then regret it later. I don't want you to regret it, so I gave you a chance to reconsider."

"Well, I've been thinking about that. When's the latest I can meet you?"

"How about midnight in the school gym?"

"Isn't that illegal?"

"Not got the stomach for it?"

There was a gulp heared down the line and a few seconds silence. "Just don't chicken out."

Star hung up. Marco put the phone down. "Better get started."

He got up and sighed. The clock showed 10:30. Marco got up and went to his closet. He opened up a secret compartment under the bottom panel to find a skin tight black suit and mask. "Hello old friend. One last run."