An offer of help

Laying there, covered in dirt, feeling several of the students eyeing up her cleavage, Yvette felt the panic beginning to set in.

"Do you need a hand Ms Nolan?" a voice suddenly called.

Yvette turned and looked to see a Freshman girl walking over and offering her hand, and Yvette racked her brains, trying to remember the girls name. "Miss Tyler, thank you," she said slowly, trying to ignore the camera phones around her, and also wondering if the offer of help is a trap.