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.

he thinks is

wants to see you for an interview, maybe sometime

"Ah...yes!"

gaped, half

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

20th good

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

nodded vigorously, though she couldn't

right.I will email you with the

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a

you, Margaret, thank you

squeaking in excitement as I

biggest smile on my face as I made my way back to the

was floating, like this must

that

as I reached the table and

Haskell from the New York Magazine wants

and shook my

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of

gaped and

that’s the job you wanted!"the light bulb finally clicked in

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

god, you guys, I'm freaking

said through ragged

was fanning myself with my hand because

me on Friday,

great.He'll love

her

mean, look at you,

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

so nervous

through gritted

York Magazine was my dream job ever since I found

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

smiled reassuringly and took my hand

free on Friday.I can drive you

Tristan added.

with my professor that

Sophie pouted.

I'll be rooting for you.And I'll be waiting at home with pizza and champagne to

don’t even know if

just getting an interview with David Haskell is a feat in itself, you should be proud

Tristan replied.

David Haskell is a busy man.He must really think

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

smiled and looked at all

know what I'll ever

smiled brightly, and Elliott leaned in to give me

they tell

could start

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

Elliott looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

believe this

stuttered, somewhat

still need to do my research, prepare my portfolio

everything out.You

time to impress David Haskell, I have to get

to go

we're in the

the last of my wine down and grabbed

finish the meal, I'll make sure she gets home okay,"Elliott stood

"Please do,"

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

chuckled and

I gave Sophie one last

the next few days, I was Emma the

of information about David Haskell

whole speech about why I

much for this interview, it was haunting me

in front of the board of editors,

something to wear! My interview was in three days and

an important part of the interview because

confident and hardworking employee, but also I can be fun and creative and

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

was a complete mess, Marie

boxes and suitcases and

was done with finals, but turns out I had one

I know I

pile

hand reached deep into the corner of

It was a book.

towards me and under the dim closet light, I read the title of the

used to read together and we quoted it all the

shoved this book so far deep inside my closet because looking at

book was what started our whole relationship in the first

him, but now, it was the most

hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet, right under

he had our favorite quote from the book

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

me that I kept it all these

"Emma?"

voice pulling me back to

are you

pushed the book and locket back to the corner and covered it with a

"Elliott!"

to see him standing

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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