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

a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking

closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin

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

and I nearly

know. He just said that it was

a shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it

I know-

me a knowing look before returning to her friends and seemingly sharing the news. 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

I groaned,

"Hey, it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all those

mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him

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

a Friday. After this class it

classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest, I

needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving it more slack to see how it gets weighed

however, caught my eye: a young Heta with a shock of

eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric

the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him. "Professor,

up to see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met

"What's wrong?" I asked.

student shot me a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric into

eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the

your issue," I said, reaching for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a

needed the Professor's help, not yours!" the student growled

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