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,

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

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

tensed despite myself and I nearly

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

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was just

I know-

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

groaned,

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

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 as

of the class going to put pictures up on 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. 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

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

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

the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight.

eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles

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

finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap

to see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my

"What's wrong?" I asked.

try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not working.

lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the root of the

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

not yours!" the student growled as

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