Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

----- THREE MONTHS AGO - - - - -

 "You're gonna do great,"

Elliott said as he took my shaking hands.

"You got this, E,"

Tristan gave me a reassuring smile.

Elliott, Tristan, and I were standing in front of the massive structure that was the Hudson Yards in New York City.

It was a very special day today, I was having my first ever job interview in the famous New York Magazine.

I was absolutely over the moon when I got the call for an interview.

Sophie, Tristan, Elliott, and I were having dinner together at a restaurant when I got the news.

They were excited for me too.

So much so, that Tristan offered to drive me to the city for the interview.

Sophie had a meeting with her professor today, so she couldn't come.

But she promised that she would be waiting at home with pizza and champagne.

We were gonna celebrate this moment no matter what, because whatever happens, at least I got to tell people that I was getting interviewed by David Haskell, one of the greatest editors of all time.

This was pretty much my dream job.

If I ace this interview, I could be the next editorial assistant to David Haskell or to the other great editors that worked in the magazine.

I would be living in New York City right after graduation, working at one of the greatest publishing companies in the world.

I mean, what else could be better than that? "Oh God, I'm so nervous, I think I’m gonna hurl,"

I was taking deep breaths and trying my best not to hyperventilate.

"Just go in there and be yourself.You don’t have to worry about anything,"Elliott said.

"Yeah, they'll be crazy not to hire someone like you,"

Tristan agreed.

I still didn’t feel ready, but there was no more time to waste.

I nodded at them, took another deep breath, and curled my hands into fists.

With confidence as strong as the croissant I ate this morning, I turned to my heels and climbed the stairs towards the entrance.

"Here goes nothing,"I mumbled to myself.

Walking into the grand lobby of the building, I suddenly felt so self-aware that my heels were too loud.

Slowly, I made my way to the receptionist and told her I was here for the interview.

She directed me to the waiting room area and told me to wait there.

There were several other people waiting alongside me.

There was a guy who kept twitching and fixing his glasses every ten seconds.

And there was a girl with a severe case of the hiccups.

I waited for about twenty minutes before they finally called me in and said David Haskell was ready to see me.

I saw a glimpse of the room where the interview was taking place and I gulped instinctively.

I saw David Haskell sitting there, alongside two other people who I assumed were other senior editors in the magazine.

"No matter what happens, I’m here for the experience,"

I repeated the sentence like a mantra as I stood up.

"I'm proud of you even for just going in here and trying,"

The lady that escorted me into the room probably thought I was weird, talking to myself like this.

Excuse me, but I had never been so nervous in my life before.

This interview was gonna determine my future for the next, I don’t know how many years.

And with that thought in mind, I took a deep breath and stepped into David Haskell’s office.

"So? How'd it go?"

faces were full of questions and expectations as

on my every move as I stepped down the long stairs slowly

my extremely tall high heels today, as I wanted to

too fast, however, I

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

stop the smile forming on my

at first, but David Haskell is such a great

it

knew you

pulled me into his chest as soon as

kissed me on the cheek

for a while, what did

Tristan asked.

also to work for

heavier on the journalistic side than the New York

emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the

preferred something more like The New York Times

about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish his

this girl with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like where you're

my department which happened to be great friends with

my portfolio, and then he asked

words ' you're hired’, but I still think that was

"Wow, that sure does,"

touch within

I continued.

pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

wanna get my hopes up,

my fingers crossed and

opportunity for me, or

college and in a place like the New York Magazine, this must be a

great news, right? We should

have in mind?"I asked

have a couple of hours to kill, maybe we can start with some

sushi place not

Tristan said.

on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten all

said and motioned for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna be a

of being a salary woman

high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of Starbucks coffee in

comes Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you want,

"Yes!"

his hands

called Sushi Seki in

in mid May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice weather

probably the best

we finished lunch, we decided to take a walk around

not made for walking,

with them heels on, and plus, I had Elliott and Tristan with

was walking in between Tristan and Elliott, my left arm was linked around Elliott's waist and my right hand held

this is New York

eyes were wide in wonder as he took

tall, the trees were green and full, the flowers were blooming, people were

you've been in Philly for almost a year and you never visited New

Tristan said.

and looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I

nervous laugh escaped my

there were plenty of chances to come

another girl and we broke up in the middle of the streets under the

to

haven't we come

Elliott muttered casually.

was

to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but

on his face said

never wanted

and it was like

never told him about lan, didn’t you?" he asked with his

don't you say a word!" I

stared at each other in awkward silence for a few