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

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

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

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

and I nearly spat

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

think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his

I know-

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.

it," I groaned, showing her away

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

I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would

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.

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

classroom, clutching my clipboard to my

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

student, however, caught my eye: a young Heta

eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen

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

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.

and shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric into the

eyed the fabric for

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

not yours!" the student

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