One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

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

to see 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?" I asked, taking a sip of my

her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her

always seems to stare at you, and I

shoulders tensed despite myself and I nearly spat

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

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

I know-

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

I groaned, showing her away

possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret

my 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

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 or conversation I preferred this lower level class over the lecture hall classes; it was more hands-on, less mindless grading and listening

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

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

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

young Heta with a shock of red

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

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 affirmative nod, and I walked over to

"What's wrong?" I asked.

continued to try and force the fabric

and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the root

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

not yours!" the student