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.

a position in our office that he thinks is perfect for you

maybe sometime next week,

"Ah...yes!"

gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

20th good

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

though

you with the details of the interview time and

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a

you, Margaret, thank you so,

and squeaking in excitement as I turned off

had the biggest smile on my face as

felt like I was floating, like this must be a

that

I reached the

Haskell from the New York Magazine wants to interview me

yelped and squeaked and shook

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of

and

wanted!"the light bulb

to me and gave me a hug, "Congratulations, Emmie, you

you guys, I'm

said through

was fanning myself with my hand because suddenly I felt

interview me on Friday, next

do great.He'll love

waved her hand

at you, who

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

no, I'm so nervous

through gritted

ever since I

let alone an interview with perhaps the greatest editor of all time! "You'll be all right, love.I'll come

took my hand

I’m free on Friday.I can drive

Tristan added.

my professor

Sophie pouted.

you.And I'll be waiting at home with pizza and

even know if I'll get the

an interview with David Haskell is a feat in itself, you should

Tristan replied.

busy man.He must really think highly of

no matter what,"Sophie

guys,"I smiled and looked at all their supportive

what I'll

and Tristan smiled brightly, and Elliott leaned in to give me a kiss on the cheek,

did they tell you?" Tristan

could start working there immediately right after

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

can’t believe

stuttered, somewhat hyperventilating a

still need to do my research, prepare my portfolio and oh god, what am

figure everything

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

have to

we're in the middle

Haskell,"I gulped the last of

make sure

"Please do,"

a little naughty glint in her eyes when she added, "And help her blow

and waved

my eyes at her, I gave Sophie one last

I

was cramming all kinds of information about David Haskell and the New

even made a whole speech about why I think I'd be perfect to

for this interview, it was

interviewing me in front of the board of editors, I was standing in front of them, butt

something to wear! My interview was in three days and I hadn’t picked out

part of the interview because first impressions

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

the stack of books and research paper on the floor, I jumped up to my

a complete mess, Marie Kondo

and suitcases

cleaning after I was done with finals, but turns out I

blazer? I know

the pile of dirty laundry away, scavenging for my

my hand reached deep into the corner of the room, I felt

It was a book.

closet light, I

and I used to read together and we quoted

I'd keep my books on the shelves, but I had shoved this book so far deep inside my closet because looking at

started our whole relationship in the

was my favorite book before I met him, but now,

have to hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet, right under the book, was the heart locket that lan

he had our favorite

the first present he ever got me and

all these years, hidden

"Emma?"

heard Elliott's voice pulling me back

are you

to the corner

"Elliott!"

see him standing

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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