Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 98: Boiling Point 

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?"

Tristan’s faces were full of questions and expectations as

on my every move as I stepped down

heels today, as I wanted to make

too fast, however, I might just do

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

smile

intimidated at first, but David Haskell is such

glad it went

you

as I

kissed me on the

were in there for a while, what did you guys

Tristan asked.

also to work for a

the journalistic side than the New

on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of

more like The New York Times or The

to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell to finish

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

happened to be great friends with

of my portfolio, and then he asked me if I was

actually said the words ' you're hired’, but I

"Wow, that sure does,"

in touch

I continued.

that pretty much means

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

wanna get

my fingers crossed and

great opportunity for

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

is great news, right? We

do you have in

hours to kill,

sushi place not too

Tristan said.

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

said and motioned for Tristan to

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

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

thought of being a salary woman brought

my high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights

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

"Yes!"

put his hands

at this place called Sushi Seki in the heart

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

place, it was probably

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

were not made for walking, but

and

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

this is New York

wide in wonder as he took

flowers were blooming, people

believe 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.

looked at me for confirmation, saying,

laugh

visit, there were plenty

this city, I saw my fiancée kissed another

to

haven't we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was

eye contact with Elliott, but I

look on his face said

why I never wanted to come to the

eyes met and it was like we were

told him about lan, didn’t you?" he asked

don't you say a

a few more seconds

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