Audrey & Third Person
Audrey’s POV
The classroom was mostly quiet, save for the low murmur of conversation and the scratching of pencils on paper. At the front of the room was a model sitting in the nude on a velvet stool, posing with one arm draped theatrically over her head.
With one last final stroke of my pencil, I leaned back from my sketchbook and held it up to the light. I pressed my lips together as I turned it this way and that, noticing tiny details that needed fixing on the intricate figure drawing.
“Are you all finished, Audrey?” Professor Daniels, a woman with long, curly dark hair and warm brown eyes, said as she swept over to me.
I nodded and shrugged at the same time. “Yes. No. I don’t know, actually...”
Professor Daniels chuckled, her skirts rustling
