One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 10

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

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

exchanged looks with her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking to another

deal with him?" she whispered. "He always seems to stare at you, and I hear that he defended

myself and I nearly spat out

that it

think so. Maybe it was

I know-

I looked over at Tina with wide Tina grinned. "Ooh, Audrey, he's looking at you now," she cooed, leaning her head on my

it," I groaned,

two could have a secret

gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to be practicing draping

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

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

clutching my clipboard to my chest, I stopped at various stations

pleat the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving it more slack

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

bright green eyes. He was currently struggling with

groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in

student. He met my gaze

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

my lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the root of

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

help, not yours!"

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