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 walking

on my every move as I

heels today, as I wanted to make

fast, however, I might just do the

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming on my

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

it

you

pulled me into his chest as soon as I was an arm’s length

on the

were in there for a while, what

Tristan asked.

to work for a

on the journalistic side

culture, politics, and the world of arts in

preferred something more like The New York Times or The

about twenty minutes for David

that kept twitching and this girl with the hiccups, but 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

look at m resume again, saw some of my portfolio, and then he asked me if I was willing

never actually said the words ' you're hired’, but I still think that was a

"Wow, that sure does,"

be in touch within the week to let me

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

get my hopes up, but I sure hope

fingers crossed and my

a great opportunity

be able to start working right away after college and in a place like

news, right? We

what do you have in

to kill,

sushi

Tristan said.

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

for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

the way, you’re paying for lunch, E.You’re gonna be a paid salary woman

being a salary woman brought

could just picture it; me in my high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights

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

"Yes!"

hands up

place called Sushi Seki in

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

it was probably the best sushi I’ve

a walk around Central

my heels were not made for

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

was linked around Elliott's waist and my right

this is

wonder as he took in

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

year and you never

Tristan said.

confirmation, saying, "I guess we just never got

laugh escaped

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

fiancée kissed another girl and

was traumatic, to

we come

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was

avoid eye contact with Elliott,

on his face said it

knew exactly why I never wanted to come to

was like

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

say a word!"

in awkward silence for a few more