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?"

expectations as they saw me walking

move as I stepped down the long stairs slowly and

extremely tall high heels today, as I

fast, however, I might just do

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

stop the smile forming

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

it went

you could

soon as I was

on the cheek

a while, what did you guys talk

Tristan asked.

to work for a newspaper

something heavier on the journalistic

politics, and the world of arts in New York

more like The New York Times or

minutes for David Haskell

hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like where you're from, et cetera,

dean of my department which happened to be great friends with him, and then we talked

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

hired’, but I still think that was a good

"Wow, that sure does,"

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

I continued.

Dude, that pretty much means you're

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

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

fingers crossed and my eyes

great opportunity for me, or for

to start working right away after college and in a place like the New

news, right? We should

have

hours to kill, maybe we can start with

know a great sushi place not

Tristan said.

starving.I haven't eaten all day because

and motioned for Tristan to lead

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna be a paid salary woman

thought of being a salary woman brought a smile to

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

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

"Yes!"

put his hands up in

got lunch at this place called Sushi

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

place, it was probably the

we decided to take a walk around Central

heels were not made

on, and plus, I had Elliott and Tristan with

arm was linked

is New York

in wonder as he took in

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

and you never visited New York City.It’s only

Tristan said.

for confirmation, saying, "I guess we just never got

nervous laugh escaped

that we never got a chance to come visit, there were plenty of chances to come

in this city, I saw my fiancée kissed another girl and we broke

traumatic, to

we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

was busy

side to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but I caught

on his face said

why I never wanted to

and it was like

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

say

for a few more seconds before Tristan coughed and