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

waiting on my every move as I stepped down the long stairs slowly

high heels today,

too fast, however, I might just do the

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile

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

glad it

you could

as soon as I

me on the

for a while, what did you guys talk

Tristan asked.

to work for a newspaper or

the journalistic

York Magazine heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics,

New York Times

I had to wait about twenty minutes for

with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like where you're from, et cetera,

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

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

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

in touch

I continued.

Dude, that pretty much

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t wanna get my

with my fingers crossed

totally a great opportunity for me, or for anyone,

college and in

news, right? We should celebrate,"Elliott

do you have in

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

a great sushi place not too far

Tristan said.

haven't eaten all day because I was

motioned for Tristan to lead

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

salary woman brought

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

Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you want, lunch is on

"Yes!"

his hands up

place called Sushi Seki

decided to take advantage of the

was probably the

a walk around Central Park before driving

were not made

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

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

this is New

wide in wonder as he took

and full, the flowers were blooming, people were out

for almost a year and you never

Tristan said.

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

laugh escaped

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

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

to

haven't we come

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was

to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but

on his face said

never wanted to

and it was like

him about lan, didn’t you?" he asked

say a word!" I

stared at each other in awkward silence for a