The following weeks…

Things seemed to quiet down over the next couple of weeks. Studying, football, drinking, repeat.

One afternoon, Mark found himself hanging outside of West Hall, speaking with Maple and Daniel about the stress of their current classes. However, it ended up being more of a one on one conversation with Mark and Daniel as Maple spent most of time looking down at her feet.

The usually bubbly blonde had seemingly lost all her enthusiasm on life. She just wasn’t the same Maple that they all knew and loved.

As Maple left, heading inside, Mark hung outside West Hall speaking with Daniel for a little longer.

“Wow,” he said after she had vanished, “She’s getting worse, I’m starting to really worry about her.”

Daniel nodded along with him, knowing very well about how much she was struggling mentally at this moment.

“If only we could do something about this,” Daniel muttered, “If that Z dude won’t say anything, maybe there’s somebody else that could.”

Mark racked his brains, thinking of something they could do.

Then it hit him, maybe he would be able to find out a bit more of him by getting into his phone and accessing anything that he’s been hiding on there. Mark had a creepy roommate who had the ability to tap into other students phones on campus.

If he could get into Dixon’s phone, he may just be able to find something that could help them build a case against the boy.

“Just leave it me,” Mark told Daniel, “I’ve got an idea.

***

Girls Bathroom ~ East Hall

That evening, the girls bathroom inside East Hall was quiet with only one person inside.

Freshman blonde, Natalie, stood underneath the hot water of the shower. Her naked body soaked, soapy bubbles all over her skin. She rubbed the soap into her skin, cleaning herself very thoroughly.

After finally finishing in the shower, she turned the tap off. There was an eerie silence throughout the room as the steam of the shower began to disappear.

As she began to dress herself, Natalie was blissfully unaware that she was being watched.

From behind his computer screen, Dirty Dale sat closely, his eyes glued to the hidden camera footage, a hand down his pants. He was playing with himself, watching the busty freshman throwing on a comfortable bra to cover her large breasts.

Dale was breathing heavily as he jerked himself off. It had started to come very common for the sophomore perv to watch footage of girls in the bathroom after he was able to secretly set up the camera inside there.

Thinking that his roommate was not home until late, Dale was caught off guard when his dorm room door bursted open and Mark came walking on in.

With his hand down his pants, Dale couldn’t exit out the of the screen quick enough. Mark noticed it straight away and saw what he was viewing.

“Don’t,” he said, stopping Dale from getting out of it.

The computer nerd sat nervously on his desk chair, the footage of Natalie showering still on the desktop screen. He didn’t have any idea about what Mark would do here but he was preparing for the worse.