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?"

of questions and expectations as they saw me

on my every move as I stepped

today, as I

I walked too fast, however,

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming on

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

it went

you could

chest as soon as I was an arm’s length away from

on the cheek

while, what did

Tristan asked.

was also to work for a

preferred something heavier on the journalistic side than the New York

emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and

The New York Times or The

about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish his

I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like where you're from,

he asked me about my school, the dean of my department which happened to be great friends with him,

and then he asked me if I was willing to relocate to the

you're hired’,

"Wow, that sure does,"

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

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

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

with my fingers crossed and

great opportunity for me,

working right away after college and in a place like the New York Magazine, this must be a

is great news, right? We should

you have

hours to kill, maybe we can

a great sushi place

Tristan said.

on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten all day because

motioned for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

being a salary woman brought a smile to my

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

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

"Yes!"

his hands up in

got lunch at this place called Sushi Seki in

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

it was probably the best sushi I’ve had in my

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

so my heels were not made for walking,

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

arm was linked

this is New

as he took

flowers were blooming, people were out enjoying

you've been in Philly for almost a year and you never

Tristan said.

me for confirmation, saying, "I guess

laugh escaped my

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

fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up in the middle of the

was traumatic, to say the

haven't we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was

eye contact with Elliott, but I caught Tristan’s

look on his face said

exactly why I never wanted

and it was like

never told him about lan, didn’t

you say a word!" I warned

stared at each other in awkward silence for a few