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 saw me walking out of the

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

heels today, as I wanted to make a good

walked too fast, however, I might just do the

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming

is such a great person.He’s down to earth and

it went

knew you

pulled me into his chest as soon as I was an arm’s

on the cheek and smiled

were in there for a while, what did you guys talk

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for

the journalistic side than the

York Magazine heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics,

preferred something more like The New York Times or

had to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish his

hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff

dean of my department which happened to be great friends with him,

a look at m resume again, saw some of my portfolio, and then he asked me if I was willing

actually said the words ' you're hired’, but

"Wow, that sure does,"

touch within the

I continued.

pretty much means you're

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t know, T. I don’t wanna get my

my fingers crossed and

opportunity for me,

after college and in a place like the New

great news, right?

what do you have in mind?"I asked

we have a couple of hours to kill, maybe

I know a great sushi place

Tristan said.

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

for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

a salary woman

blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of Starbucks coffee in my hand, going

Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you want,

"Yes!"

his hands up in

this place called Sushi Seki in the heart of

May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice weather and sat on the

was probably the best sushi I’ve had in my

to take a walk around Central Park before driving back since the weather

heels were not made for

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

arm was linked

this is New

in wonder as he

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

been in Philly for almost a year and you never visited New York City.It’s only a one

Tristan said.

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

nervous laugh escaped my

wasn’t that we never got a chance to come visit, there were

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

was traumatic, to

haven't we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was busy

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

look on his

exactly why I never wanted to

and it was like we were

about lan, didn’t you?" he asked

you say a word!" I warned

silence for a few more seconds before Tristan coughed and