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 around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly. "What's up?" I asked, taking a sip of my

nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin

at you, and I hear that he

tensed despite myself and

don't know. He just said that it was against

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

I know-

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 cooed, leaning her head on my shoulder. "He wants

groaned, showing her away

she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just

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

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; it was more hands-on, less mindless grading and listening to lectures, and the students

it was late in the afternoon on a Friday. After this class it would officially be the weekend, and I was

to my chest, I stopped at

the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's

a young Heta with a shock

currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't seem to

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

that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and I

"What's wrong?" I asked.

as he continued to try and force the fabric into

fabric for a moment before seeing

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

help, not yours!" the student growled

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