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?"

of questions and expectations as they

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

high heels today,

walked too fast, however,

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile forming on my

is such

it

you could

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

kissed me on the cheek and

while, what did

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for a newspaper or a

the journalistic

politics, and the world of arts in New York

like The New

twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish his other

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

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

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

' you're hired’,

"Wow, that sure does,"

be in touch within the week to let

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty much

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

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

yelped with my fingers crossed

opportunity for

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

great news, right?

what do you have in mind?"I

hours to kill, maybe we can start

a great sushi place

Tristan said.

good to me.Come on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten all day

for Tristan

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

E.You’re gonna

of being a salary woman brought a

and silk blazer, walking up those flights of stairs

"Fine.Get whatever you want, lunch is on me

"Yes!"

his hands

place called Sushi Seki

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

about the place, it was probably the best sushi

around Central Park before driving

so my heels were not made for walking, but

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

walking in between Tristan and Elliott, my left arm was linked around

is New

wonder as he took in

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

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

Tristan said.

saying, "I guess we just never

nervous laugh escaped

to come visit, there were plenty of

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

to

we come

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was

eye contact with

look on his

why I never wanted to come

was like we were having a

told him about lan, didn’t you?"

and don't you say a

a