Anna looked at Rachel and scoffed. She snapped her fingers, and a drone jumped out from behind and grabbed Rachel.
"HEY, what gives?! Anna, what the hell happened to you?"
Her former friend gave her a vain and pitiable look, before breaking into a twisted laughter. "I got better. Prettier. Powerful. More famous!"
She curled her finger like a seductress around Rachel's cheek and looked at her temptingly. "Now, what should I do with you my 'Bestie'? Would making you another Fame Drone suffice, or do you deserve a better fate than that, if even.
