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

one of 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?"

closer, nodding her head toward the podium

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

shoulders tensed despite myself and I nearly

of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against

managed a shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was just because

I know-

shot 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 cooed, leaning her head on my

groaned,

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

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,

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 I walked around to instruct them. The room was blissfully quiet and peaceful, save for the occasional remark

afternoon on a Friday. After this class it

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

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

eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles

with a strip

to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating

to see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an

"What's wrong?" I asked.

a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force

eyed the fabric for a moment before

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

yours!" the

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