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?"

full of questions and expectations

as I stepped down the

wore my extremely tall high heels today, as I wanted to

walked too fast, however, I might

"It went...kind of great!"

I told them.

stop the smile forming on

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

glad it went

knew you could

his chest as soon as

me on the

in there for a while, what did you guys

Tristan asked.

to work

something heavier on the journalistic side than

Magazine heavily emphasized on lifestyle, culture, politics, and the world of arts in

like The New York Times or The

I had to wait about twenty minutes for David Haskell

this guy that kept twitching and this girl with the hiccups, but anyway, I went in after them and we did the typical introductory stuff like

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

my portfolio, and then

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

"Wow, that sure does,"

nodded approvingly."He said someone will be in touch within

I continued.

pretty much means you're

Tristan said matter-of-factly.

don’t know, T. I don’t wanna get my hopes up,

yelped with my fingers crossed and my eyes

was totally a great opportunity for me, or for

right away after college and in

is great news, right? We should celebrate,"Elliott

have in

we have a couple of hours to kill,

sushi place not too far from

Tristan said.

on, I’m starving.I haven't eaten all day because

said and motioned for Tristan to lead the

"Ew, TMI,"

Tristan rolled his eyes.

lunch, E.You’re gonna be

a salary woman

picture it; me in my high heels and silk blazer, walking up those flights of

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

"Yes!"

put his hands

got lunch at this place called Sushi Seki in the heart

in mid May, so we decided to take advantage of the nice

probably the best sushi I’ve had in my

a walk around Central Park before

so my heels were not made for

and Tristan with me so I

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

is New

wide in wonder as he took in

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

and you never visited New York

Tristan said.

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

nervous laugh escaped my

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

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

to

we come here

Elliott muttered casually.

know...I was

side to avoid eye contact with Elliott, but I

his face said it

exactly why I never wanted to come to the

like we were

told him about lan, didn’t you?" he

say a

stared at each other in awkward silence for a few more seconds before Tristan coughed and shuffled