Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 95: Last Love 

EMMA’s POV : 

--- Eight Months Later--- - 

"To the last finals week ever!"

I exclaimed and raised my glass.

"I'll never have to see another Calculus textbook ever again!"

Sophie chimed in, raising hers too.

"Four years of sleepless nights and anxiety over student debt, and now we get to do it all again, except with a job instead of school,"

Tristan added and we burst out laughing.

Sophie, Tristan, and I were celebrating the last finals week of our college career.

The three of us and Elliott went to this fancy Italian restaurant and ordered one of their most expensive bottles of wine.

Why? Because we freaking deserved it, that's why.

We had been slaving our asses off for the last four years, and this week was the end of all that.

"I don’t remember being this happy graduating from university,"

Elliott chuckled and watched us merrily downed our drinks.

"Once you start working, you're going to wish you're still back in school,"

"That's what a lot of people say, but I’m just tired of learning, you know?"

Sophie replied.

"I'm ready to get out there and do something real for a change,"

"Hear, hear,"

Tristan raised his glass again.

"Yeah, me too,"

I agreed.

"I’m kinda over school.I’m tired of being a student,"

"Ah, school,"

Elliott nodded and sighed, "Students hate it, and us teachers hate it too.How could it last for so long? Who knows,"he shrugged and we laughed.

This was a big week for me, the last week of me being a student.

What an interesting word.

Student.

School.

Teacher.

He hasn't been my teacher for years, but every time the word comes up, all I could think of him was him.

"So, what are your plans after graduation?"

Elliott asked the group.

"I'm thinking Chicago or New York, but I might be persuaded to stay in Philly if there’s a good offer,"

Sophie answered.

"I'm keeping my options open,"

Tristan said.

"I applied everywhere, but I’m really into the Times or the San Francisco Chronicle.If I could get a shot out there, that'd be amazing,"

"And you, love?"

Elliott asked me.

"Well, I've been applying to places, but so far I haven't heard from any"

* RING * RING * RING * My words were suddenly cut short by the sudden ringing of my phone.

I picked it up quickly and muttered, "Sorry..."

I was about to hit the reject button, when I noticed that it was a 212 number calling me.212 was the area code for Manhattan.Who could possibly be calling me from Manhattan? Oh, wait a minute...

"Guys, it's a New York number,"

I said, pausing for a second before getting up and leaving the table.

"Excuse me for a second,"

Making my way through the row of tables, I quickly stepped outside the restaurant and picked up the phone before it stopped ringing.

"Hello?"

I pressed the phone tightly to my ears.

"Hi, is this Emma Sinclair?"a woman's voice spoke.

"Yes, this is she,"

"Hi, Emma.

I’m Margaret, and I’m calling on behalf of David Haskell from the New York Magazine,"

Margaret's voice was calm and clear, but the moment I heard the words ‘New York Magazine’, I almost dropped my phone in shock.

"Oh, hey, hi, yes,"

I stammered nervously.

"David's seen your resume and he’s heard great things about you from your professor.

in our office that he thinks is perfect for you

interview, maybe sometime next week, would you

"Ah...yes!"

half gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

20th good for you? Say around 11

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

vigorously, though she

right.I will email you with the details

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a good night,

Margaret, thank

squealing and squeaking in excitement as I turned off

face as I made my

I was floating, like this must be a

that all

as I reached the table

from the New York Magazine wants to

and shook my hands

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of

and I nodded

that’s the job you wanted!"the light bulb

me a hug, "Congratulations, Emmie, you

you guys,

through ragged

my hand because suddenly I

me on

great.He'll love

her

look at you,

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

so nervous all of a

said through gritted

dream job ever since I

gonna get a call, let alone an interview with perhaps the greatest editor of all time! "You'll be

smiled reassuringly and took my hand in his, squeezing

free on Friday.I can drive you guys to the

Tristan added.

meeting with my professor that Friday, so I

Sophie pouted.

waiting at home

know if I'll get

is a feat in itself, you

Tristan replied.

a busy man.He must really think highly of you to interview you

celebrating no matter

guys,"I smiled and looked

what I'll ever

and Elliott leaned in to give me a kiss on the cheek, whispering,

what else did they tell you?"

the job, I could start working there immediately

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

I still can’t believe this is happening.Everything happened

somewhat hyperventilating a

my research, prepare my portfolio and oh god, what am I gonna

everything

enough time to impress David Haskell, I have to get started right away!"I got up

to

in the middle

the last of my wine down

make sure she gets home okay,"Elliott stood up

"Please do,"

a little naughty glint in her eyes when she added, "And help her blow off that steam, will

chuckled and waved

her, I gave Sophie one last glare before

days, I

kinds of information about David Haskell and the New

a whole speech about why I think I'd be perfect to work in

much for this interview,

that as David Haskell was interviewing me in front of the

was in three days and I hadn’t picked

part of the

I'm Emma and I'm a confident and hardworking employee, but

research paper on the floor, I jumped up to

closet was a complete mess, Marie Kondo would be

boxes and suitcases and everything were just crammed in

I was done with finals, but turns out I had

where’s that blazer? I know I have

ground, I pushed and shoved the pile

deep into the corner of

It was a book.

towards me and under the dim closet

I used to read together and we quoted it all the

this book so far deep

what started our whole relationship in the first

book before I met him, but now, it was the most horrible

does something so beautiful have to hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet,

had our favorite quote from the book

the first present he ever got me and probably the best present I'd ever gotten

I kept it all these years, hidden deep inside the dark and

"Emma?"

pulling me back to

are you

and locket back to the corner

"Elliott!"

to see him

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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