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

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,

exchanged looks with her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was

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

and I nearly spat out

don't know. He just said that it was

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

I know-

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 you

it," I groaned, showing her away

it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so

head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to be practicing draping today, Edwin explained

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

late in the afternoon on a Friday. After

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

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

Heta with a

and bright green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't seem to

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

He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and I walked over to

"What's wrong?" I asked.

to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's

the fabric for a moment before seeing the root

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

not yours!" the student growled as he

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