Brenda Cahill had graduated high school with my sister and Leanne. You could say she had a bit of a reputation. I hadn't personally seen her do any of the slutty things I had heard about, so I never put any stock in those rumors. Now, she was standing in front of me. She was my English teacher. She c****d her head and looked at me in surprise.
"Then why were you staring at my ass?" she asked.
I gulped. For a moment, I thought about denying it. I sighed and collected my thoughts before I said anything.
"Mind if we sit down?" I asked. She nodded and sat at her desk, and I sat in the nearest desk. "Look, Br—sorry, Miss Cahill. You know that I got sick and that I was in a coma, right?"
She nodded.
"Well, that put me back two years in school. I spent half my summer with my nose in the book
