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, taking a

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

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

myself and

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." "You're sure he wasn't playing favorites" Jenny

it was just because I'm his teaching assistant.

I know-

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.

I groaned, showing

she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all

night was a mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell

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. The room was blissfully quiet and peaceful, save for the occasional remark or conversation I preferred this lower level class over the lecture hall classes; it was more hands-on, less mindless grading and listening to lectures, and the students were typically

in the afternoon on a Friday. After

clipboard to my chest, I stopped at various stations to

fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try

young Heta with a shock

and bright green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that

finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him.

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

shot me a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric

my lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing

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

not yours!" the student growled as he smacked my

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