The Game Changer
I pulled my hood over my face and scrunched over to blend into the crowd. The Food Court was packed with students hanging out with friends or families weaving through the many stores. I could feel my heart race as I could hear the braying laugh of Barry Falcon. Falcon was six feet tall and looked like he snacked in tires after practice. He had gotten into The Dagobah Institute based off an athletic scholarship and spent most of his time either prancing around on the football field or making my...