Lost Puppy

"Heading to class?" Tiffany asked. "Where else?" She asked, smiling weakly. "I could really use your help...I think I'm going to flunk English..." Rosemary smiled. That was right up her alley. Maybe some of her had rubbed off on this new life of hers. "What should I do?" Tiffany asked. "Last time I asked a guy teacher for help...everyone started saying I was having sex with him. I mean...yuck. Teachers are old." Rosemary inwardly groaned. Her attitude had changed in ways even she wasn't sure of. She was seing Tiffany in a new light. Like a lost puppy...