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?"

expectations as

as I stepped down

today, as I wanted to make a good

however, I

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

couldn’t stop the smile forming on

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

glad it went well,

knew you could

soon as

kissed me on the

a while, what did

Tristan asked.

was also to work for a newspaper or a

heavier on the journalistic side than the New York Magazine,

on lifestyle, culture, politics, and

like The New York Times or The

had to wait about twenty minutes

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

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

resume again, saw some of my portfolio, and then he asked me

said the words ' you're hired’, but I still think that was a

"Wow, that sure does,"

someone will be in touch within the week to let me

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty much

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

I don’t wanna get my hopes

fingers crossed and my eyes

opportunity for me,

away after college and in a place like the New

news, right?

do you have

couple of hours to kill,

a great sushi place not too

Tristan said.

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

said and motioned for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

of being a salary woman brought

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

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

"Yes!"

put his hands up

place called Sushi Seki in the

warm spring day in mid May, so we decided to

probably the

around Central Park before driving back since the weather so nice

heels were not

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

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

this is New York

wonder as

were green and full, the flowers were blooming, people were out enjoying the sun, and the sky was a gorgeous shade of

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

Tristan said.

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

laugh escaped

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

another girl and we broke up in the middle of the streets

to say

haven't we

Elliott muttered casually.

was busy

the side to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but I

on his face

why I never wanted to

was like

told him about lan, didn’t

and don't you say a word!" I

for a few more seconds before Tristan