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?"

Tristan’s faces were full of questions and expectations as

every move as I stepped down the long stairs slowly

my extremely tall high heels today, as I

fast, however, I

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming on

intimidated at first, but David Haskell is such a great person.He’s down to earth

glad it went

knew you could

me into his chest as soon as I was

me on the cheek and

in there for a while, what did you

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for a newspaper or

journalistic side

lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of

preferred something more like The New York Times or

wait about twenty minutes

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

to

of my portfolio, and then he asked me if I was

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

approvingly."He said someone will be in touch within the week

I continued.

pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t know, T. I don’t wanna get my hopes up, but I

my fingers crossed

was totally a great opportunity for me, or for anyone,

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

news, right? We should

what do you have in mind?"I asked

couple of hours to kill, maybe we can

know a great sushi

Tristan said.

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

said and motioned for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

the way, you’re paying for lunch, E.You’re gonna

a salary woman brought

could 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

New York, here comes Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you

"Yes!"

hands up in

Sushi Seki in the heart of

we decided to take advantage of the nice weather and sat on the outdoor

was right about the place, it was probably the best sushi I’ve

walk around Central Park before driving

heels were not made for walking, but big

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

Tristan and Elliott, my left arm was linked around Elliott's waist and my right hand

is New York

wonder as he took in all

were tall, the trees were green and full, the flowers were blooming, people were out enjoying the sun, and the sky

in Philly for almost a year and you never visited

Tristan said.

and looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I

laugh escaped

a chance to come visit, there were plenty of chances to come visit, but I never wanted

in this city, I saw my fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up in the middle of

was traumatic, to say the

we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

was busy with

avoid eye contact with Elliott, but I caught Tristan’s

look on his

I never wanted

was like we were having

didn’t you?"

say a word!" I warned

in awkward silence for a few more seconds before