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

with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were

her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking

with him?" she whispered. "He always seems to stare at you,

tensed despite myself and I nearly spat

back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for

"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

groaned, showing

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

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 be practicing draping today, Edwin explained

how it works up, and why With that, the students began to work at their assigned mannequins while Edwin

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

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 it gets weighed

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

struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't seem

finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try

fabric for a

the mannequin. "If you

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

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