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?"

were full of questions and expectations as they saw

were waiting on my every move as I stepped down the long

wore my extremely tall high heels today, as I wanted to make

I walked too fast, however, I

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming

but David Haskell is such a great person.He’s down to earth and he listens, you

it went well,

you

pulled me into his chest as soon as I was

on the

while, what did you guys talk

Tristan asked.

to work for a newspaper or a

the journalistic side than the New York Magazine,

Magazine heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of arts in

The New York

to wait about twenty minutes for

anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical

asked me about my school, the dean of my department which happened to be great friends with him, and then

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

said the words ' you're hired’, but I

"Wow, that sure does,"

be in touch within the

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty much

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

know, T. I don’t wanna get

my fingers crossed

opportunity for me,

working right away after college and in a place like the New York Magazine, this must be

right? We should celebrate,"Elliott

do you have in

of hours to kill,

a great sushi place not too far from

Tristan said.

good to me.Come on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten all day because I

for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

lunch, E.You’re gonna be a paid salary woman

thought of being a salary woman brought a smile

just picture it; me in my high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights

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

"Yes!"

hands up

this place called Sushi Seki in the

to take advantage of the

place, it was probably the best

a walk around Central Park before driving back since

not made for walking, but big

plus, I had Elliott and Tristan with me so I was pretty much putting my body

was linked around Elliott's waist and my

this is New York

eyes were wide in wonder as he took in

full, the flowers were blooming, people were

for almost a year and you never visited New York City.It’s

Tristan said.

shrugged and looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I guess

nervous laugh

chance to come visit, there were plenty of

saw my fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up in the middle of

was traumatic, to say

haven't we

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was busy

darted to the side to avoid eye

look on his face said

why I never wanted to come to the

met and it was like we were

never told him about lan, didn’t

say a word!"

awkward silence for a few more