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 Tristan’s faces were full of questions and expectations as

as I stepped down

high heels today, as

too fast, however, I might just

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming on my

David Haskell is such a great person.He’s down to earth and he listens, you

glad it went

you could

into his chest as soon as I was

kissed me on the cheek and

while, what

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for a newspaper

something heavier on the journalistic

emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of arts in New

like The New York Times or The

about twenty minutes

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

happened to be great friends with him, and then we talked about my

of my portfolio, and then he asked me if I was willing to relocate

hired’, but I still think

"Wow, that sure does,"

someone will be in touch within the week to

I continued.

pretty much means you're

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t wanna get my hopes

my fingers crossed

was totally a great opportunity for me,

away after college and in

right?

have in

hours to

I know a great sushi

Tristan said.

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

and motioned for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

salary woman brought a smile

me in my high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of Starbucks coffee in my hand,

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

"Yes!"

his hands up in

lunch at this place called Sushi Seki in the heart of the

a warm spring day in mid May, so we decided to take advantage

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

to take a walk around Central Park before driving

not made for walking, but

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

was walking in between Tristan and Elliott, my left arm was linked around

is New

eyes were wide in wonder as he

the trees were green and full, the flowers were blooming, people were out enjoying the sun, and the sky was

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

Tristan said.

shrugged and looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I guess we just never

nervous laugh

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

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

was traumatic, to say the

we come

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was

to the side to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but I caught

on his

I never wanted

eyes met and it was like we were having a telepathic

never told him about lan, didn’t

don't you say a word!" I warned

stared at each other in awkward silence for a few