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

toward me with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly. "What's up?" I asked, taking a sip of my

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

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

despite myself and

"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

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

I know-

the news. A moment later, a chorus of soft giggles and mutters reached my ears. I looked over at Tina with wide

I groaned, showing

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

eyes. "That one night was a mistake. Now that I know him." 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 explained

of the class going 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

a Friday. After this class it would officially be the weekend,

meandered through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to

that the fabric needs

caught my eye: a young Heta with a

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

groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right

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

"If you just move the fabric a

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

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