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.

our office that he thinks is perfect for you and you can

for an interview, maybe sometime next

"Ah...yes!"

half gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

is Friday the 20th good for

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

though she

email you with the

"Yes, wonderful,"

a good

you, Margaret, thank you so,

squeaking in excitement as I turned off the

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

of me felt like I was

was that all

I reached the table and sat

Magazine wants to interview me for

and squeaked and shook my hands in

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

of

and

the job you wanted!"the light bulb finally clicked

ran up to me and gave me

god, you guys, I'm

through ragged

with my hand

wants to interview me on

great.He'll

her

look at

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

no, I'm so nervous all of

said through gritted

ever since

for the job, I didn’t even think I was gonna get a call, let alone an interview with perhaps the greatest editor of all time! "You'll be all right, love.I'll come with you to the interview

my hand in his, squeezing it

on Friday.I can drive you guys to the

Tristan added.

my professor

Sophie pouted.

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

even know if I'll

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

Tristan replied.

Haskell is a busy man.He must really think highly

we're celebrating no matter

you guys,"I smiled and looked at all

I'll ever

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

else did they

get the job, I could start working

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

Elliott looked

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

I still can’t believe this is

somewhat hyperventilating a

need to do my research, prepare my portfolio and oh god,

we'll figure everything

have to get

to

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

after David Haskell,"I gulped the last

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

"Please do,"

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

chuckled and

I gave Sophie one

the next few days, I

of information about David Haskell and the

about why I think I'd be perfect to work

interview, it was haunting me in my

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

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

important part of the interview because

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

books and research paper on the floor, I

closet was a complete mess, Marie Kondo would be appalled at the

was scattered everywhere and old boxes and

done with finals, but turns out I had one more

know

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

corner of the room, I felt

It was a book.

under the dim closet light, I read the title of

lan and I used to read together and we quoted it

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

book was what started our whole relationship in the first

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

to hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet,

had our favorite quote from the book

present he ever got me and probably the

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

"Emma?"

Elliott's voice pulling me back

you in

back to the corner and covered it

"Elliott!"

around to see him standing in

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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