Bonnie and Susie in their undies

The door opened again.

Ben was the first to notice. "Hey," he said, in a loud voice. "That girl's in my math class."

"Dude, don't scare her off."

"No, you don't understand. Look!"

At the top of the stairs, a pretty redheaded tomboy was banging on the door, which stubbornly refused to open. After their unceremonious ejection from the Haunted House, it had been slammed shut behind them. A slender girl with long dark pigtails crouched on the ground, her arms wrapped around her body, perhaps hoping if that if she pretended the outside world wasn't there, it would go away.

"Hell yeah, brother!" The football player pointed. "I know that other chick. She called me a gaywad once and said I couldn't beat her in an arm wrestle."

"Could you?"

"Not the point, bro. Hey, Bonnie! Remember me!"

Bonnie looked over her shoulder and saw three guys watching her, grins beaming in the dark. Beyond them lay the bustle of the carnival. "It's me, Hank," yelled the football player. "Hey, everyone! Bonnie Driscoll's in her UNDERPANTS!"

"Oh my god! Hank! Shut up!"

"What's the other girl's name, bro?"

"That's Susie Snook. But she's okay."

"Susie's got no clothes on!" yelled Hank. "And Bonnie Driscoll's in her BRA AND PANTIES! Get over here, everyone! Take a look!"

There was a general movement towards the House. Bonnie, gritting her teeth and looking down at the gathering crowd, grabbed Susie's arm. "We have to go," she muttered.

"But... but, Bonnie..."

"We can't stay here! Come on!"

The two girls took the steps in record time, scampering past the skeletons with their hands clutched primly over their cotton-clad bodies, ignoring the flash of the camera. Hank hooted as they went by, getting an eyeful of Bonnie's swaying buttocks as she sprinted along the path. They came to a brief halt behind the Haunted House, looking left and right at the crowded avenues of the carnival.

"Where do we go?" asked Susie, in a pathetically small voice, arms cupped between her legs. They'd already begun to attract quite a lot of attention.

"Home, I guess."

"All the way home? Across the carnival? In our underwear?"

"Well, we can't stay here."

"Why not?"

"We're in our underwear."