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

waiting on my every move as I stepped down

wore my extremely tall high heels today,

I walked too fast, however,

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

couldn’t stop the smile forming on my

so scared and intimidated at first, but David Haskell is such a great

it went well,

knew you could

his chest as soon as I was

on the cheek

in there for a while, what

Tristan asked.

also to work

preferred something heavier on the journalistic

culture, politics, and the

more like The New York Times or

twenty minutes for David

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

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

and then he asked me if I was willing to relocate

' you're hired’, but I

"Wow, that sure does,"

touch within the week to let

I continued.

pretty much means you're

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

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

fingers

was totally a great opportunity

college and in

great news, right? We should

have

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

know a great sushi place not

Tristan said.

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

for Tristan to lead

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

being a salary woman brought a smile

and silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a

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

"Yes!"

hands up in

this place called Sushi Seki in the

to take advantage of the nice weather and sat on

was right about the place, it was probably the

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

not made for walking,

and

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

is New York

were wide in wonder as he took in all the

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

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

Tristan said.

for confirmation, saying, "I guess we just never

nervous laugh

it wasn’t that we never got a chance to come visit, there were plenty of chances to come

time I was in this city, I saw my fiancée kissed another girl and

to say

haven't we

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was busy with

to the side to avoid eye

look on his face said

knew exactly why I never wanted to come

like

lan, didn’t

you say a

in awkward silence for a few more seconds before Tristan coughed and shuffled