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

my every move as I stepped down the long

wore my extremely tall high heels today, as

however,

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

couldn’t stop the smile forming on my

David Haskell is such a great

it

knew you could

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

kissed me on the cheek and

there for a while, what did you guys talk

Tristan asked.

to work for a newspaper or

journalistic side than the New

heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and

The New York Times

twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish

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

happened to be great friends with

and then he

hired’, but I

"Wow, that sure does,"

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

I continued.

pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

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

yelped with my fingers crossed and my

opportunity for me,

college and in a place like the New York Magazine, this must

is great news, right?

what do you have in mind?"I

of hours to kill, maybe we

know a great sushi

Tristan said.

eaten all day because I

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

being a salary woman brought a

up those flights of stairs every morning with a

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

"Yes!"

put his hands up

this place called Sushi

May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice

it was probably the best sushi

we decided to take a walk around

my heels were not made for walking, but big

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

my left arm was linked around Elliott's waist and my right hand held onto Tristan’s

this is

were wide in wonder as he

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

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

Tristan said.

looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I

laugh escaped my

there were plenty of chances to come visit,

was in this city, I saw my fiancée kissed another

to say the

haven't we come

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was

to the side to avoid eye contact with Elliott,

on his face said

I never wanted to

met and it was like we were having a

told him about lan, didn’t you?" he

and don't you say a word!" I warned

silence for a few more seconds