Like all the other Blackwell Academy students Victoria Chase waited around the courtyard waiting to see what all the police cars, ambulances, and fire trucks were on campus for. There were rumors flying around that some girl got shot in the bathroom by Nathan Prescott. The tall blonde didn't want to believe it, but as her and her lackeys surveyed the crowd there were only two students that Victoria couldn't account for—Nathan and Max Caulfield.

She shivered at the thought that Nathan would waste the time and throw away his life on that hipster trash. Stop being jealous Victoria, you know Max isn't hipster trash. You're just pissed that she doesn't give a single fuck about you or your precious Vortex Club. Victoria narrowed her eyes as her thoughts betrayed her. She did want to hate Max and found every excuse she could to, but the reality is that Victoria hated almost everyone.

Victoria looked over at Taylor and Courtney. Sure, she had done things to show that she could be a decent human being. After all she consoled Taylor during her mother's surgery. But at the same time there was always the mantra of "Keep your friends close…" and Victoria kept Courtney and Taylor very close.

Finally there was movement at the front entrance and like everyone else Victoria payed rapt attention. Her bitchiness towards her fellow students was paying its usual dividends as she was at the front corner of the crowd—she'd see everything first and everyone would have to pass right by her.

Nathan came out first, hands cuffed behind his back as he was escorted out by two police officers. Victoria couldn't believe what she was seeing. Nathan looked as though he was sobbing, another breakdown and he was babbling.

"He made me do it. He made me do it all," he could be heard by Victoria. "I drugged up that jesus freak at the party, I took her away. I drugged her. I drugged Kate."

Victoria shivered as Nathan passed, he didn't even seem to notice she was there, she didn't know if he noticed anyone at all. Oh fuck, did he just say he drugged Kate? Is that why she was being such a slut at the party? Well shit, that video was funny when we just thought it was Kate being a hypocrite, but if Nathan drugged her? Okay, so Victoria was definitely a bitch, a fact she wore as a badge of honor, but even that was low to her.

She pulled out her phone and went to YouTube. Her fingers worked fast and it took just a few seconds before the site was asking if she was sure she wanted to delete the video. As she looked back to see Nathan still babbling uncontrollably, she confirmed the delete and the video was gone. Another thirty seconds and the website was offline. She knew that at some point the Police would ask for information so she just took it down but was ready to show it if she needed to.

Gasps emerged from the crowd and the distracted Victoria looked up. On a gurney was someone who was completely covered being taken out by medical personnel. Alongside them was none other than Blackwell's chief of security David Madsen who looked like he too had lost it and was crying. That person is too tall to be Caulfield. Don't tell me the hipster was too lost in everything to even be a witness to whatever these events were.

It didn't take too long for Victoria to find out that Max wasn't too lost at all, she was being escorted out by several police officers-a blanket wrapped tightly around her as she walked. Max too had obviously been sobbing too. What a shock, no makeup streaks, like Caulfield would wear makeup. Victoria pursed her lips together for thinking such a thing. She obviously wasn't in cuffs and was being comforted, so naturally Victoria's curiosity got the better of her as Max approached.

Max was within five feet of Victoria before she looked up, seeming possessed, at the queen bitch of Blackwell. Victoria felt frozen in time as Max's eyes bored directly through her. "You have to stop Kate," she said with a ferocity and seriousness that Victoria never believed was possible from Max.

The eye contact broke and Max was just escorted past and helped into a car to presumably go to the police station. Stop Kate? What's she on about? But before she could answer her own thought Taylor spoke up.

"I think it's too late to stop Kate's insatiable lust," she said to nervous laughs from Courtney and a few other Vortex Club members who were hanging around.

Victoria ignored them and started looking around for Kate. The way Max looked at her and talked to her was driving Victoria to act on pure instinct—she had to know what Lamefield was talking about.

"I'll catch up with you later," Victoria said almost absently as she set off on her new mission—find Kate Marsh.