Hiding outside

"Maybe you should have worn bigger underwear." Robyn giggled, looking at her friend.

"I wasn't expecting anyone to see it!" Sandry retorted. She was aware that her tiny white thong and her several-years-old blue bra did a poor job of leaving anything to the imagination. "What now? We've probably only got a couple of minutes before Miss Wood wants to see how we've done, we've recorded no animals and I've got no clothes on!"

"We recorded some pant-stealing squirrels."

"Funny."

"I'll cover for you, say you felt ill and went to the nurses office."

"And what do I do?"

"Go to the nurses office. See if there's anything to wear in lost property."

"Good idea."

"And try not to be seen."

"That's my plan." Sandry headed away in the bushes, feeling twigs under her feet and wondering when she had lost her shoes, leaving only her grey and pink socks on her feet. She kept low as she pushed through leaves, aware that all around were other pupils, looking for creatures, and she did not want to be the one they found.

"Hey, look at that!" she heard a girl's voice and froze, flattening her bare back against a tree trunk.