Chapter 10 Audrey

The clock read 8:25 as I finally slid into my seat, coffee cup in hand. Tina slid in beside me and dropped her bag on the floor between us with a dull

thud

"Goddess, I hate morning classes," the groaned pathetically, rubbing the dark circles under her eyes. "Don't these professors know that it would be better to hold all the classes later in the day?"

I snorted. "Maybe you wouldn't have any problems waking up if you would stop scrolling on your phone until three in the morning"

"Hey! That is my S.T.T.," she retorted. "I need it or else I'll go crazy."

"STIF

"Special Tina Time!"

Shaking my head with a laugh, I returned my attention to my notebook-it was day three of classes,

s, and time couldn't possibly be moving any slower. But, things seemed to have at least been resolved between me and Edwin, so that was a relief.

Or so I thought.

"Audrey Psst. Audrey."

I lifted

my

my classmates-Jenny-leaning toward me with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded

little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking to

at you, and I hear that

tensed despite myself and

my mouth with the back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try

Maybe it was just because I'm his teaching assistant.

I know-

soft giggles and mutters reached my ears. I looked over at Tina with wide Tina grinned. "Ooh, Audrey, he's looking at you now," she cooed, leaning her head on my shoulder. "He

groaned,

merely shrugged. "Hey, it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret

I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to be practicing draping today, Edwin

to put pictures up on the presentation board and I want you to achieve the same look with various fabrics. I also expect bulleted lists on each fabric, how it works up, and why With that, the students began to work at their assigned mannequins while Edwin and I walked around to instruct them. The room was blissfully quiet and peaceful, save for the occasional remark

was late in the afternoon on a Friday. After this class it would officially

my clipboard to

I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try

eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles

eyes. He was currently struggling with

to the floor in a heap again,

met

"What's wrong?" I asked.

try and force the fabric into the right position.

my lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing

for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further over

I needed the Professor's help, not yours!" the student growled as he smacked my hand

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