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?"

and Tristan’s faces were full of questions and expectations

I stepped down the

heels today, as I wanted to make a good

I walked too fast, however, I might just do the

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

couldn’t stop the smile forming on my

was so scared and intimidated at first, but David Haskell is such a great person.He’s down to earth and he listens, you

it

you could

soon as

me on the

while, what did

Tristan asked.

also to work

something heavier on the journalistic side than the New York Magazine,

heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and

like The New York Times or The

had to wait about twenty minutes for

this girl with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical

which happened to be great

m resume again, saw some of my portfolio, and then he asked me if I was willing to relocate to

hired’,

"Wow, that sure does,"

will be in touch within

I continued.

pretty much

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

don’t wanna get

with my fingers crossed and my eyes

a great opportunity for me, or for anyone,

be able to start working right away after college and in

is great news, right?

what do you have in mind?"I

to

great sushi place not too far from

Tristan said.

I’m starving.I haven't eaten all day because

motioned for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna be a paid

being a salary woman brought a smile to my

just picture it; me in my high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of Starbucks coffee in my hand, going

York, here comes Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you want, lunch is on

"Yes!"

put his hands up in

at this place called Sushi Seki in the heart

mid May, so we decided to

was probably the best sushi I’ve had in my

walk around Central Park before

so my heels were not made for walking,

liked how butt looks with them heels on, and plus, I had Elliott and Tristan with me so I was pretty much putting my

Elliott, my left arm was linked around Elliott's

this is

wonder as he took in

were blooming, people were out enjoying

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

Tristan said.

me for confirmation, saying,

nervous laugh escaped my

there were plenty of chances to come visit, but I

saw my fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up

traumatic, to say the

we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

was busy with

eyes darted to the side to avoid eye contact

on his

never wanted to

was like we were having a

told him about lan, didn’t you?" he asked with

say a word!"

other in awkward silence for a few more seconds before Tristan