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?"

questions and expectations as

on my every move as I stepped down the long stairs slowly and

tall high heels today, as

walked too fast, however, I might just do

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming

first, but David Haskell is such a great person.He’s down to

glad it went

knew you could

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

kissed me on the cheek and

there for a while,

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for

the journalistic side

culture, politics, and the world of

more like The New York Times or The

to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell

this girl with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after

dean of my department which happened to be great friends with

took a look at m resume again, saw some of my portfolio, and then he asked

hired’, but I

"Wow, that sure does,"

said someone will be in touch within the week to

I continued.

that pretty much means you're

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

wanna get my hopes up, but I

my fingers crossed and my eyes

totally a great opportunity for me, or

after college and in a place like the New York Magazine,

right? We should

you have

to

great sushi place

Tristan said.

eaten all day because

motioned for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

salary woman brought a smile to

silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of Starbucks coffee in my hand, going

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

"Yes!"

put his hands

called Sushi Seki in the

day in mid May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice weather and sat on the outdoor

was right about the place, it was probably the best

we finished lunch, we decided to take a walk around Central Park before driving back since

not made for walking, but big

I had Elliott and Tristan with me so I was pretty much putting

Elliott, my left arm was linked around Elliott's waist and my right

this is New York

wonder as he took in all the

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

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

Tristan said.

looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I

laugh

to come visit, there were plenty of

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

to

haven't we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was busy with

darted to the side to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but

on his face

I never wanted to

and it was like

didn’t

say a word!" I

each other in awkward silence for a few more