Frances makes a call

"Okay, Girls!" Frances called out to her victims, "Hold that pose! I'll be right back. I just need to make a call real quick."

"Hurry up! We can't stay this way forever!" Barked the Sorority President Rachel (who was dyed red), looking over her shoulder to stare at the photographer.

"I'll be back in like five seconds!"

"You better." Rachel muttered as she posed again next to Ophelia (dyed orange), Yona (yellow), Genevieve (green), Bridget (blue), Isabelle (indigo), and Violet (who was dyed... Well, violet).

The second that Rachel turned back around, Frances smirked as she scooped up the clothes of the seven girls and made her way down the steps of the deck. Once at the bottom, Frances tossed the clothes into a nearby dumpster after removing each girls' phone, keys, and wallet, placing them into her camera bag as she pulled her own phone out and dialed a number.

"Hello, police?" Frances asked. "Yes. I'd like to report a group of streakers..."

"My legs are starting to hurt!" Ophelia whined.

"Yeah, and my foot is falling asleep!" Violet griped.

"Anyone else starting to get a little cold?" Yona asked, earning a nod from Isabelle.

"Hey, nerd! What's the hold -" Rachel began as she turned around, gasping in horror. "That little bitch stole our clothes!"

"What?!" The other six girls shrieked as they spun around, going wide eyed as they saw that their clothes were gone.

"Oh, this is bad. This is bad. This is really, really bad!" Bridget yelped, covering herself as her cheeks turned purple in embarrassment.

"First, we're going to get back to the Sorority House and get this paint washed off." Rachel snapped, her face getting even redder from a mixture of anger and embarrassment. "Then we're going to get dressed and hunt down Frances. And when we get a hold of her... Oh! She is in for a word of -"

Rachel's tirade came to a stop as the seven girls heard something that made their blood run cold: The sound of police sirens!

"Is that the police?!" Genevieve asked fearfully.

"Okay, slight change of plans." Rachel squeaked. "First, we... RUN!"

And with that, the seven girls sprinted towards the steps and ran as fast as they could. As they were running, they were completely unaware of Frances hiding just out of sight, giggling as she filmed what she called "The Rainbow Sorority" with her phone while silently following them.