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

her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly. "What's up?" I asked,

friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward

always seems to stare at you, and I hear that he defended

shoulders tensed despite myself and I nearly spat

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 and refuse me." "You're

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his teaching assistant.

I know-

A moment later, a chorus of 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 wants you so bad,

groaned,

have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all

rolled my eyes. "That one night was a mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on

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 or conversation I preferred this lower level class over the lecture hall classes;

a Friday. After this class it

through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my

the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight.

young Heta with a

currently struggling with

fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him. "Professor, I need

glanced up to see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and I walked over to

"What's wrong?" I asked.

as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not working. I

fabric for a moment before seeing the root

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

the Professor's help, not yours!" the student growled as he smacked

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