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

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

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

seems to stare at you, and I hear that he defended

myself and I

I sputtered, 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 and refuse me."

Maybe it

I know-

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 you so bad,

groaned, showing her

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

him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going

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

on a Friday. After this class it would

clutching my clipboard to my chest, I stopped

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

student, however, caught my eye: a young Heta with a shock

struggling with

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

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

me a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not working. I don't

lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before

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

not yours!" the

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