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?"

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

my every move as I stepped down the long stairs

extremely tall high heels today,

however, I

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

the smile forming on my

was so scared and intimidated at first, but David Haskell is such

glad it

you

chest as soon as I was an arm’s length

on the

were in there for a while, what did

Tristan asked.

dream was also to work for a newspaper or a

on the journalistic side than the

lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of arts in

preferred something more like The New York Times or The

minutes for David Haskell to

in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like where

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

some of my portfolio, and then he asked me if

words ' you're hired’, but

"Wow, that sure does,"

someone will be in touch within the week to let me

I continued.

details? Dude, that pretty

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

get my

with my fingers crossed and my eyes

a great opportunity for me, or for

after college and in

right? We should celebrate,"Elliott

do you have in mind?"I

we have a couple of hours to kill, maybe

I know a great sushi place not too

Tristan said.

starving.I haven't eaten all day because

motioned for

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

woman

flights of stairs every morning with a

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

"Yes!"

his hands up

called Sushi Seki in the heart of

warm spring day in mid May, so we decided to take advantage

the place, it was probably the best sushi I’ve had in

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

heels were not made

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

was linked around Elliott's waist and my right hand held

is New

eyes were wide in wonder as he

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

almost a year and you never visited New York

Tristan said.

shrugged and looked at me for confirmation, saying, "I guess we

laugh

we never got a chance to come visit, there were plenty of chances to come visit,

my fiancée kissed another girl and we broke up in the middle

traumatic, to say the

we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

you know...I was

eyes darted to the side to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but I caught Tristan’s eyes

look on his

why I never

met and it was like we were having

lan, didn’t you?"

you say a

at each other in awkward silence for a few more seconds before