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?"

expectations as they saw me walking out of

as I stepped down

tall high heels today, as I wanted to make

too fast, however, I might just

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming

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

glad it went

knew you

soon as I was an arm’s

kissed me on the cheek

for a while, what did you

Tristan asked.

to work for a newspaper or a

heavier on the journalistic side than the New York Magazine,

emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the

New York Times or The

twenty minutes for

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

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

again, saw some of my portfolio, and then he asked me

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

someone will be in touch within the week to

I continued.

pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

don’t wanna get my hopes up, but I sure

with my fingers crossed and my

totally a great opportunity

able to start working right away after college and in

news, right? We should

have in

couple of hours to kill, maybe we can start with some

a great sushi place

Tristan said.

haven't eaten

and motioned for Tristan to

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna be a

of being a salary woman brought a smile

high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning

Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you want,

"Yes!"

his hands

got lunch at this place called Sushi Seki

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

was right about the place, it was probably the best sushi

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

not made for walking,

with them heels on, and plus, I had Elliott and Tristan with me so I was pretty much

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

is New York

eyes were wide in wonder as he took in

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

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

Tristan said.

me for confirmation, saying, "I guess we just never

laugh escaped

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

I saw my fiancée kissed another girl and we

to

haven't we come

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was busy with

eyes darted to the side to avoid eye contact

look on his face said

why I never

and it was like we were having

about lan, didn’t you?" he asked with his

you say a word!"

awkward silence for a few