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?"

and expectations as they saw me walking

on my every move as I

extremely tall high heels today, as I wanted to make a good

however, I might just

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming

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

glad it went

knew you could

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

the cheek and smiled

for a while, what did you guys talk

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for

on the journalistic side than

lifestyle, culture, politics, and

like The New York Times or The Wall Street

had to wait about twenty minutes for David

anyway, I went in after them and we did

me about my school, the dean of my department which happened to be great friends

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

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

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

I continued.

Dude, that pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t wanna get my hopes up,

my fingers crossed

great opportunity for me, or for anyone,

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

great news, right?

you have in

have a couple of hours to kill, maybe

great sushi place

Tristan said.

on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten all

for Tristan to

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

for lunch, E.You’re gonna

of being a salary woman brought a smile to

walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup

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

"Yes!"

his hands up

Sushi Seki in the heart of the

May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice

probably the best sushi I’ve had

a walk around

so my heels were not made for

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

in between Tristan and Elliott, my left arm was linked

is

as he took in all the

full, the flowers were blooming, people were

in Philly for almost a year and you

Tristan said.

looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I guess we just

laugh escaped

there were plenty of chances to come visit, but

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

traumatic, to

we come

Elliott muttered casually.

was

side to avoid eye

on his face said

exactly why I never wanted to come

was like we were having

didn’t

say

other in awkward silence for a few more