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

her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all

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

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

myself and I nearly spat out my

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

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

I know-

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

it," I groaned, showing her

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

rolled my eyes. "That one night was 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

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 weekend, and

meandered through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to

say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try

Heta with a

green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't seem

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

glanced up to see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and

"What's wrong?" I asked.

a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force

fabric for a moment before seeing the root of

"If you just move the fabric

yours!" the student growled as he smacked my

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