One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 52 Audrey

I stood in the middle of our cramped studio, surrounded by a whirlwind of fabric scraps, half-finished designs, and the frantic energy of my friends. The fashion show was only days away, and we were all feeling the pressure.

"Okay, let's go over the checklist one more time," I said, tapping my pen against my clipboard. "Are the outfits all together?"

"Check!" Tina called from behind a rack of clothes.

"What about the accessories?" I called out.

"I'm just putting the finishing touches on the earrings for the second outfit," Avis said as she waved a handful of glittering jewelry in my direction.

"And the makeup and hairstyles are all decided?"

"All set," Betty confirmed, gesturing to her overflowing makeup case and her sketches.

I was about to ask about the models when my phone buzzed as if on cue. Frowning, I pulled it out and saw an email notification. As I read the message, my heart sank.

"Guys," I said, my voice so **e it was hardly more than a whisper. "We have a problem."

Gavin looked up from where he was adjusting a hemline of a dress. "What's wrong?"

I swallowed hard and held my phone up. "The models just canceled on us. They both got strep throat, and they can't make it to the show."

For a moment, there was nothing but stunned silence. Then, chaos erupted.

""What?!" Tina shrieked.

"How could they do this to us?" Avis wailed.

"We're doomed," Gavin groaned, dramatically flopping onto a nearby chair.

I felt like I was going to be sick. I should have known that hiring siblings as models was too risky, because if one of them got sick, then the other would, too. And now, all of our hard work, all those late nights... it was all going to be for nothing if we couldn't find models in time for the show.

the panic. We all turned to look at her. "I have an idea," she said, raising her hands in a placating gesture.

for a moment. "That... could actually work," I admitted, chewing my lower

serious?" Gavin asked, raising

anyone. And it's not like we have

had any real modeling experience, but Betty was right; it was

setting down my clipboard. "Let's

some test runs.

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outfits and strutting up and down the length of the studio floor, critiquing each other's

+5

Betty, that suit looks amazing on you," I commented as Betty struck a

as I stepped out in a sleek evening gown. channel my inner supermodel,

I did

my

best to

had a chance to show off, we huddled together to make our

Tina should be our female model," I said, and the others nodded in agreement without a

widened. "Me?

catwalk was perfect, and you look fantastic in

but then her smile faltered. "Wait, what about a male model? We still need

threw up his hands. "Oh no, not me. I'm not cut

Gavin," I pleaded. "Just give it a

men's outfits. As he awkwardly shuffled down our makeshift runway, his long limbs flailing, we tried our best to stifle our laughter and put on our

grinning.

Gavin grumbled, tugging at the tight collar

reality of our situation sank in once again. We were so close, but without a male model,

up my new drawing tablet. "I can make recruitment posters and hang them around campus. Maybe we'll find someone who can

out a design. Within minutes, I had prepared an eye-catching poster asking for