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.

position in our office that he thinks is

for an interview, maybe

"Ah...yes!"

gaped, half

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

the 20th good for

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

vigorously, though

will email you with the details of the interview

"Yes, wonderful,"

a

Margaret, thank

squealing and squeaking in excitement as I turned

on my face as

part of me felt like I was floating, like this must be a

was that all

reached the

Haskell from the New York Magazine wants

and shook my

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of the

and I nodded

goodness, that’s the job you wanted!"the

gave me a hug, "Congratulations, Emmie, you totally deserve

god, you guys, I'm

said through

my hand because suddenly I felt

wants to interview me

great.He'll love

waved her hand

mean, look at you,

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

so nervous all

said through

New York Magazine was my dream job ever since I found out

interview with perhaps the greatest editor of all time!

my hand

I’m free on Friday.I can drive you guys

Tristan added.

professor that

Sophie pouted.

be rooting for you.And I'll be waiting at home

if I'll

getting an interview with David Haskell is a feat in itself,

Tristan replied.

busy man.He must really think highly of

so we're celebrating no matter what,"Sophie stated

and looked at all their

I'll ever do

and Tristan smiled brightly, and Elliott leaned in to

they tell

if I get the job, I could start working there immediately right after

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

know, I still can’t believe this

somewhat hyperventilating a

need to do my research, prepare my

we'll figure everything

Haskell, I have to get started right away!"I got up to

have to

Emmie, we're in the middle of celebrating,"Sophie

gulped the

meal, I'll make sure she gets home okay,"Elliott stood up next

"Please do,"

her eyes when she added, "And help her blow off

and

eyes at her, I gave Sophie one last glare

few days, I was Emma the

all kinds of information about

made a whole speech about why I think I'd

so much for this interview, it

Haskell was interviewing me in front of the board

to wear! My interview was in three days and I

an important part of the interview because first

hardworking employee, but also I can be fun and creative and I work well

floor, I jumped up

was a complete mess, Marie Kondo would be appalled at

laundry was scattered everywhere and old boxes and suitcases and everything were just

going to do a deep cleaning after I was done with finals, but turns out I

blazer? I know I have it in here

I pushed and shoved the pile of dirty laundry away,

into the corner of the

It was a book.

under the dim closet

lan and I used to read together and we quoted

I'd keep my books on the shelves, but I had shoved this book so

our whole relationship in

favorite book before I met him, but

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

had our favorite quote from the

was the first present he ever got me and probably the

all these years, hidden deep inside the dark

"Emma?"

Elliott's voice pulling me back

you in

back to the corner

"Elliott!"

see him

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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