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

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

seems to stare at you, and I hear that he

despite myself and I nearly

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 favorites"

don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his teaching assistant. I

I know-

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

I groaned,

a

I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin

their assigned mannequins while Edwin and I walked around to instruct them. The room was blissfully quiet

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

meandered through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest, I stopped at various stations to

that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping,

eye: a young Heta with a shock

was currently struggling with a

to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him.

see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot

"What's wrong?" I asked.

continued to try and force the fabric into

pursed my lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before

reaching for the mannequin. "If you just

help, not yours!" the student growled as he smacked my hand

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