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?"

questions and expectations as they saw me walking out of the

every move as I stepped down

extremely tall high heels today, as

fast, however, I might

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming on

David Haskell is such a great person.He’s down

it went

knew you could

into his chest as soon as I

on the cheek and smiled

while, what did

Tristan asked.

also to work for a

on the journalistic side than the New York

culture, politics, and the world of arts in

preferred something more like The New

twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish

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

department which happened to be great friends with him, and then

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

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

approvingly."He said someone will be in touch within

I continued.

pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

wanna get my hopes up, but I sure hope

yelped with my fingers crossed

great opportunity for me, or for

after college and in a

great news, right?

do you have in mind?"I

couple of hours to kill, maybe we

know a great sushi place not too far

Tristan said.

eaten

and motioned for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

of being a salary woman brought

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

comes Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you

"Yes!"

hands up

called Sushi Seki in the

was a warm spring day in mid May, so we decided to take advantage of

about the place, it was probably

we finished lunch, we decided to take a walk around Central Park before driving back since the weather

heels were not made

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

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

is

were wide in wonder as

full, the flowers were blooming, people were out enjoying the

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

Tristan said.

confirmation, saying, "I guess we just never

laugh escaped my

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

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

was traumatic, to say the

we come

Elliott muttered casually.

was

avoid eye contact with

on his

I never wanted to

was like we

him about lan, didn’t

and don't you say a word!"

at each other in awkward silence for a few more