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“Is Max leaving Victoria’s room again?” Juliet leaned over to Brooke as they flipped through their phones, spending another evening hanging out in the halls together. “Isn’t that the third time this week?”
“No surprise. You heard what Victoria did the other week? Completely trashed Max’s room for some reason. All of her precious wall selfies just ruined.” Brooke didn’t even look up from her phone as she scrolled past yet another John Cena meme on tumblr.
“I can’t see Max taking revenge though. She’s not exactly a Blackwell bitch like Victoria and her cronies.”
“She’s probably taking it in small doses. I’ve seen Victoria diving into her room once in a while and stealing Max’s cookie boxes. Whatever. I’d rather not get into-” Brooke looked up at Juliet, finding her hand rubbing her chin with a small grin brimming her features. Juliet’s classic scheming face. “Juliet, no. We’re not butting in.”
“Why whatever do you mean?” Juliet only looked shocked, placing her hand on her chest in false indignation. “These two are obviously in some sort of feud. It’s our right-, no, our duty to solve this for them! The very fabric of this dormitory is at risk!” Juliet placed her hands on her hips, “If we just so happen to nab a story out of this, that would just be a bonus!”
“Juliet, I don’t even know how to begin to tell you all the reasons why that’s a bad idea. If we mess up we’ll get dragged into their bullshit and just-”
“And if we haaaappen to find dirt on Max that Warren happens to find out… I wonder if he would still invite her to the drive-in mov-”
“I’m in.”
“Good good, now here’s the plan-” Brooke was already packing up her drone and leaving for outside. “Wait hold on!”
“So how do you fly this thing?” Juliet fiddled with the control pad of the tiny drone. Brooke slapped her hand, quickly catching the tablet. “No. Stop. If you turn it on while I'm holding it you'll cut my face off with the blades.”
Juliet rubbed her hand gingerly. “Yeesh with that kind of hit you should have joined the volleyball team.”
“We don’t have a volleyball team.” Brooke started flicking on a series of switches along the body of the drone. In a second the machine whirred to life and began to fly.
“Well we would have if you and the others just signed my club petition form…” Juliet leaned over Brooke’s shoulder and watched the bird’s eye view get higher and higher. “Victoria’s room is 221. Circle around the far left of the building.”
Brooke just stared at Juliet, one eyebrow raised quizzically. “Yeah, I know. I live here too remember?” The drone buzzed off into the distance and the pair watched as it approached Victoria’s window.
“There there! Keep high so they don’t see you.” Juliet pointed and tapped at the screen as Brooke tried to swerve it just out of her reach. Eventually they settled, and the drone started to hover just outside Victoria’s window.
“The inside is a little dark…” The young journalist chirped up, “Do you have a dark vision mode on this thing?” “Of course I do. I shelled out nearly $500 for this baby.” Brooke flicked a switch and the screen turned black and white. While somewhat grainy, the screen was clear and capable of seeing into the darkened room. They could see Victoria’s desk, the bags on the ground, expensive camera on the coffee table… Typical Victoria stuff.
They just didn’t expect to see Max straddling Victoria’s lap, furiously making out on her couch.
The scene was obviously intense as Max’s hoodie was tossed haphazardly off to the side, her shirt bunched and bundled over her chest, only kept modest by the bra still covering them. Victoria was buried into Max’s neck, leaving bites and kisses in high frequency and it looked like Max was saying something between her moans and whimpers.
Juliet wondered for a moment if the drone had sound.
Just as Victoria’s hand began to snake around Max’s back, the fingers inching closer to the bra, just moments from turning the scene R-rated, the view suddenly changed as Brooke flew her drone up and away back to her.
The pair of sleuths just stood around somewhat awkwardly as they attempted to process what they had just seen.
“So uhh. Never speak of this again?” Juliet suddenly piped up as she fixed her suddenly uncomfortable skirt.
Brooke just stared at her as her drone flew back into her hands. “Are you kidding?” she smiled, her small sly devilish ‘I know something you don’t’ smile. She flicked on the tablet in her hands and opened up the gallery. Brooke tapped a photo and suddenly a picture of Victoria and Max furiously making out popped out of the screen.
“Oh wow that’s a really good photo Brooke! Can I see it?” Brooke nodded and passed it over. She knelt down and started to box her drone back into its case.
“It just seems fair and all; Warren wouldn’t want to go to the drive-in with someone just thinking about Victoria the entire time. In a way I’m doing him a favor-”
“Bwoop. Done.” Juliet passed the tablet back before she made her way up the dormitory steps.
“Wait. Done?” Brooke looked confused as she flipped through the gallery. She quickly realized that she was missing a photo. “Juliet!” she stood up, quickly snatching up her drone case.
“Sorry girl! Finger slipped!” Juliet laughed loudly as Brooke gave chase, the pair slipping into the dorms as the sun began to set.