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.

leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium

always seems to stare at you, and I hear

and I nearly

wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try

it was just because I'm his teaching assistant. I really

I know-

I looked over at Tina with wide Tina grinned. "Ooh, Audrey, he's looking at you now,"

it," I groaned, showing

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

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

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 or conversation I preferred this lower level class over the lecture hall classes; it was

on a Friday. After this class it

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

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

my eye: a young Heta with a

was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that

he finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a

was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and I walked over to the

"What's wrong?" I asked.

shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not working. I

fabric for a moment before seeing

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

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

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