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

face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were

before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking to

"He always seems to stare at you, and I hear that

and I nearly spat out

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 and refuse me." "You're sure he wasn't playing

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

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 shoulder. "He wants

groaned,

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

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

students began to work at their assigned mannequins while Edwin and I walked around to

After this class it would officially be the weekend, and I was

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

pleat the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If

a young Heta with a shock of red

with

slipped to the floor in

was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

fabric for a moment before seeing the

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

the Professor's help, not yours!"

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