Charlotte and Colette Escape From the Boarding School
It was a day like any other for Charlotte and Colette. They had been up since an unearthly hour doing various boarding school type activities.
It was now their lunch break, and they took up their usual place by the fence, and proceeded to mope about their current school situation. They gripped the iron bars and stared out into the great, wide world.
"If only we didn't have so very many years of schooling left," Colette mumbled.
"If only our parents had homeschooled us and taken us with them on their world travels!" said Charlotte.
(As far as we know, Charlotte and Colette are not related, though they do bear an eerie resemblance to one another, and all that Colette is missing from her name is "har" before she could become another "Charlotte".)
After a few more minutes of commiserating, the girls stood up.
"It's probably time to go back in now," said Colette.
"No!" shrieked Charlotte. "I'm never going back!"
She began to climb the fence. Colette hesitated, but only for a moment, and then she was scaling the fence, as well.
Weakened by too much time spent indoors studying, the girls had to stop and rest at the top of the fence.
After a short rest they climbed down the rest of the way.
"Freedom!" they shouted, and began to kiss the dirt. This soon proved unsavory, however, and, spitting sand and gravel, they stood up.
"This way!" cried Charlotte. A natural born leader, Charlotte usually was the one to take charge, and Colette was usually content to follow.
It wasn't long until the girls were missed at the boarding school. In fact, they were missed as soon as they didn't answer the roll call after lunch break. They heard the squeal of rubber tires on the road and knew without a doubt that one of the school's big red patrol trucks was coming after them. This in itself was an exceptional feat since the road was a dirt road, and tires generally do not squeal on dirt.
Sure enough, a gargantuan red patrol truck came tearing around a bend on the road. The girls jumped from the road just in time, and the truck passed by, leaving them choking in a cloud of dust and grit.
"Looks like we can't follow the road," Colette observed.
"We'll have to find another way," Charlotte agreed.
Fortunately for the girls, there was a nearby riverbed which had dried up several months ago, and they were able to follow it without risk of being seen from the road.
Charlotte found an interesting boulder along the way, and stopped to study it.
"Conglomerate," she announced. "Looks like Geology was good for something."
"For what?" asked Colette.
"I think it's safe to get out of the riverbed now," Charlotte said, changing the subject.
The girls left the riverbed. Where their adventures would take them next, they had no idea, but neither of them minded that.
"My tights itch," Colette noted.
A spaceship
