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 they

I stepped down the

wore my extremely tall high heels today, as I wanted

too fast, however, I might

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile

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

glad it went

you could

as I was an arm’s length away from

on the cheek and

in there for a while,

Tristan asked.

was also to work for a newspaper or a

the journalistic side than the New

politics, and the

New York Times or The

wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish his

kept twitching and this girl with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like

to be great friends with him, and then we talked

again, saw some of my portfolio, and then

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

be in touch within

I continued.

Dude, that pretty much

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

get my hopes up, but I sure

yelped with my fingers crossed and

a great opportunity for me, or for anyone,

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

right?

have in mind?"I asked

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

great sushi place not

Tristan said.

me.Come on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten

said and motioned for Tristan

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

you’re paying for lunch, E.You’re gonna be

a salary woman brought

walking up those flights of

Emma! "Fine.Get whatever

"Yes!"

hands up in

called Sushi

warm spring day in mid May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice weather and sat on the outdoor

the place, it was probably the best

we finished lunch, we decided to take a walk around Central Park before driving

my heels were not made

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

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

is New York

eyes were wide in wonder as he took in

people

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

Tristan said.

for confirmation, saying, "I guess we just

nervous laugh

a chance to come visit, there were plenty of

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

traumatic, to say

haven't we

Elliott muttered casually.

was busy with

darted to the side to avoid eye contact with

on his face said it

why I never wanted to come

was like we were having

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

don't you say

each other in awkward silence for a few more