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 perfect for you and

interview, maybe sometime next week, would

"Ah...yes!"

gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

good for you? Say

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

nodded vigorously, though she

email you with the details

"Yes, wonderful,"

right, have a

you, Margaret, thank you so,

squealing and squeaking in excitement as I

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

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

that

I reached the table and sat

the New York Magazine wants to interview

squeaked and shook

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

of the

gaped and I nodded

the job you wanted!"the

me and gave me a hug, "Congratulations,

guys, I'm freaking

said through ragged

was fanning myself with my hand because suddenly

interview me on Friday,

great.He'll

waved her hand

mean, look at you,

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

nervous all of a

through

dream job ever since I found out I wanted to work

interview with perhaps the greatest editor of all time! "You'll be

my hand

I’m free on Friday.I can drive

Tristan added.

a meeting with my professor

Sophie pouted.

for you.And I'll be waiting at

don’t even know if I'll

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

Tristan replied.

is a busy man.He must really

no matter what,"Sophie

you guys,"I smiled and looked at all their supportive

I'll ever

to give me a kiss on the

what else did they tell

if I get the job, I could start working there

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

Elliott looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

know, I still can’t believe

somewhat

prepare my portfolio and oh god, what am I

everything out.You have

I have to get started right

to

we're in the middle

Haskell,"I gulped the last of my wine down and grabbed

make sure she gets home okay,"Elliott stood

"Please do,"

in her eyes when she added, "And

chuckled and

at her, I gave Sophie one last glare before turning to

next few days, I was

information about David Haskell and the New

whole speech about why I think I'd be perfect to

much for this interview, it

David Haskell was interviewing me in front of the board of editors, I

interview was in three days

an important part of the interview because first

"Hello, I'm Emma and I'm a confident and hardworking employee, but also I can be fun and creative and I work

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

was a complete mess, Marie Kondo would be appalled

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

do a deep cleaning after I was done with finals, but turns out I had one more thing to prepare for before I

where’s that blazer? I know I have

the ground, I pushed and shoved the pile of dirty laundry away, scavenging for

reached deep into the corner

It was a book.

dim closet

the book that lan and I used to read together

shelves, but I had shoved this book so far deep inside my closet because looking at it made my heart

what started our

before I met him, but now, it was the

inside the closet, right under the book, was the heart locket that lan gave

the inside, he had our favorite

me and probably the best present I'd ever gotten in my

was so meaningful to me that I kept it all these years, hidden deep inside the

"Emma?"

heard Elliott's voice pulling me

are you

back to the corner and covered it with a pile

"Elliott!"

see

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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