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?"

were full of questions and expectations as they saw me walking out of

waiting on my every move as I

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

too fast, however, I might

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

stop the smile forming

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

it went

knew you could

as I was

kissed me on the cheek

were in there for a while, what did you guys

Tristan asked.

work for a newspaper or a

journalistic side than the

emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of

New York Times or The

wait about twenty minutes

went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like where you're

me about my school, the dean of my department which happened to be great friends with him, and then we talked about my

portfolio, and then he asked me if

the words ' you're hired’,

"Wow, that sure does,"

approvingly."He said someone will be in touch within

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

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

with my fingers crossed and

great opportunity for

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

right? We should

what do you have

of hours to kill, maybe

know a great sushi place

Tristan said.

starving.I haven't eaten all day because I was

for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

lunch, E.You’re

of being a salary woman brought a smile

up those flights of stairs every morning with a cup of

here comes Emma! "Fine.Get whatever you want,

"Yes!"

put his hands up in

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

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

right about the place, it was probably the best sushi

walk around Central Park before driving back since the weather so

so my heels were not made for walking, but big

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

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

this is New York

were wide in wonder as

people were out enjoying the sun, and the sky was a gorgeous

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

Tristan said.

at me for confirmation, saying, "I guess

nervous laugh escaped my

come visit, there were plenty of chances to come visit, but

saw my fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up in the middle of the streets under

traumatic, to say the

we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was busy with

the side to avoid eye contact

look on his face said it

exactly why I never

met and it was like

never told him about lan, didn’t you?" he asked

and don't you say a

for a few more seconds before Tristan coughed