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?"

and expectations as

were waiting on my every move as I

my extremely tall high heels today, as I wanted

fast, however, I

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming on my

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

it went well,

knew you could

chest as soon as I was an arm’s

me on the

there for a while, what did you guys

Tristan asked.

also to work for a

journalistic side

Magazine heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and

more like The New York Times

to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish his

in after them and we

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

and then he asked me if I was

the words ' you're hired’, but I still think that was

"Wow, that sure does,"

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

I continued.

that pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t know, T. I don’t wanna get my

yelped with my fingers crossed and

great opportunity

start working right away after college and in a

is great news, right? We

what do you have

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

sushi place not too far from

Tristan said.

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

and motioned for Tristan to

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna be a

woman

those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of Starbucks coffee in

"Fine.Get whatever you want, lunch is on me

"Yes!"

his hands up

lunch at this place called Sushi Seki

mid May, so we decided to

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

around Central Park before driving

so my heels were not made for walking,

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

was walking in between Tristan and Elliott, my left arm was linked around Elliott's waist and my right hand held

is New

as he took in

blooming, people were out enjoying the sun, and the sky

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

Tristan said.

confirmation, saying, "I guess

nervous laugh escaped my

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

fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up in the

traumatic, to

haven't we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

was

eye contact with Elliott, but I caught Tristan’s

his

exactly why I never wanted to come to the

and it was like

him about lan, didn’t you?" he asked

say a word!" I warned

awkward silence for a few more seconds before Tristan