Into the bushes

Samantha let out a mortified squeak, grabbing the other two girls before another fight could break out and tackling them into one of the bushes. The three heads soon peeked out of the bushes just as the group walked past, a look of relief on their faces as they realized that they weren't seen.

"Thanks for that, Sam." Eve whispered as they watched the group leave. "Now we can get to the library and see if our clothes are there."

"Which the only reason they are is because of you!" Robin muttered, rolling her eyes.

"What part of 'We'll talk about it later' is a foreign concept to you?"

"Well, excuse me for telling the truth that it is all entirely your -"

"Please!" Samantha begged, embarrassed and teary eyed. "I don't wanna be out here with no clothes on! Can we please just pretend to get along until we get dressed again? Please?!"

"She's right." Robin said with a sigh, "The only way we're getting out of this is if we work together. Truce?"

Eve looked down at Robin's outstretched hand, taking a deep breath before sighing herself and shaking it. "Truce."

And with that, the three climbed out of the bush, covering themselves again as they made a dash for the library.

"Though this is all your fault." Robin hissed under her breath.

"Later, Robin. Later." Eve hissed in kind.

Samantha could only groan and whimper as she shook her head.

A while later, the three made it to the library, sneaking in through the back door as they crept into the building. Seeing some old newspapers in a bin labeled "Throw Away", Eve grabbed a few and handed them out to each of them. Eve was covered with the sports section, Robin got the local news, and Samantha covered up with the entertainment section as they hid behind a shelf labeled "E & F".

"Shame there's not enough to cover our asses." Robin observed quietly, "But it will have to do for now."

"Okay, where do we start?" Eve asked as they pressed their backs against the bookshelves. "If this is the first place to look for our clothes, then we have to search everywhere. This could take a very long -"

"My panties!" Samantha yelped in a hushed whisper, pointing to a pair of bright baby blue panties with little pictures of bunnies hanging from a lighting fixture above a table...

A table that contained a group of five nerds (three men, two women) playing a D&D session!

"Crap!" Eve muttered, "I forgot those guys use the library at night for that stupid game!"

"You gotta be kidding me!" Robin hissed in annoyance, "How are we supposed to get those?"

"I don't know. What do you think, Sam?"

Samantha remained quiet.

"Sam?" Eve asked again as she and Robin turned to the goalie in question.

Samantha was staring in mortified horror, her face pale white as her breathing became rapid, her heart pounded like a drum, her body trembled, she broke out into a cold sweat, and her legs shook like jello while staring at the table of nerds.

Or more specifically, the chubby red headed nerd with glasses who was acting as the Dungeon Master of the game.

"Oh no! Oh no! Oh please! Oh, sweet Lord! Not Charlie! Not him! Not now! Not like this!" Samantha whispered repeatedly.

"Wait..." Eve began as she looked over to the DM, turning back to Samantha with a baffled look. "That's the Charlie you've been crushing on and are too scared to admit your feelings for? That's him?"

"I dunno, he's kinda cute in a 'overstuffed teddy bear' kind of way." Robin shrugged.

"I can't let him see me like this!" Samantha whimpered, her cheeks starting to turn pink as her eyes watered. "But I need to get my panties back!"