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?"

Tristan’s faces were full of questions and expectations as they

I

today, as I wanted to

too fast, however, I might just do the

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming

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

glad it went well,

you

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

me on the

for a while, what did you guys

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for a newspaper or a

something heavier on the journalistic side than the New York Magazine,

lifestyle, culture, politics, and

like The New York Times or The Wall Street

had to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish

this guy that kept twitching and this girl with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them

to

a look at m resume again, saw some of my portfolio, and

' you're hired’,

"Wow, that sure does,"

be in touch within the week to let

I continued.

Dude, that pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

know, T. I don’t wanna get my hopes up, but I sure hope

yelped with my fingers crossed and my eyes

totally a great opportunity for me, or for

start working right away after college and in a place

right? We should celebrate,"Elliott

have

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

a great sushi place not too far from

Tristan said.

starving.I haven't eaten all day because I was afraid I’d

said and motioned for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna be a

woman

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

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

"Yes!"

hands

this place called Sushi Seki

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

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

walk around Central Park before driving back since the

so my heels were not made for walking, but big

liked how butt looks with them heels on, and plus, I had Elliott and Tristan with me so I was pretty much putting my

was linked around Elliott's waist and

this is New York

wonder as he took in all the

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

believe you've been in Philly for almost a year and you never visited

Tristan said.

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

nervous laugh escaped my

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

kissed another girl and

was traumatic, to

we

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was busy

eyes darted to the side to avoid eye contact

look on his face said it

exactly why I never wanted to come to

eyes met and it was like we

told him about lan, didn’t

don't you say

silence for a