Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 98: Boiling Point 

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

on my every move as I stepped

heels today, as I

however, I might just

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

stop the smile forming on my

is such a

it

knew you could

into his chest as soon as I was

me on the cheek

a while, what did

Tristan asked.

work for a newspaper or

heavier on the journalistic side than the New York Magazine,

culture, politics, and the world

preferred something more like The New York Times or The

I had to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell to

in

happened to be great friends with him, and then we

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

words ' you're hired’, but

"Wow, that sure does,"

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

I continued.

pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

T. I don’t wanna get my hopes

my fingers crossed and

was totally a great opportunity for me, or for anyone,

to start working right away after college and in a place

great news, right? We

you have

to kill,

great sushi place not

Tristan said.

starving.I haven't eaten all

motioned for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

woman

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

"Fine.Get whatever you want,

"Yes!"

put his hands

Sushi Seki in the heart of

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

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

a walk around Central Park before driving back since

my heels were not made for walking, but

liked how butt looks with them heels on, and plus, I had Elliott and

was linked around Elliott's waist and my right hand held onto

this is New York

in wonder as he

were tall, the trees were green and full, the flowers were blooming, people

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

Tristan said.

saying,

nervous laugh escaped my

never got a chance to come visit, there

was in this city, I saw my fiancée kissed another girl

to

haven't we

Elliott muttered casually.

was

avoid eye contact with Elliott,

his face

I never wanted to come to the

was like we were having

about lan, didn’t you?"

and don't you say

in awkward silence for a few more

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