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.

in our office that he thinks is perfect for you and

see you for an interview, maybe sometime next week, would you be

"Ah...yes!"

half gaped, half

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

then is Friday the 20th good for you? Say

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

though she couldn't

right.I will email you with the

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a

you, Margaret, thank you so, so

was squealing and squeaking in excitement as I turned off the

biggest smile on my face as I made my

part of me felt like I was

was that all

I reached the

York Magazine wants

and squeaked and shook

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

crap, he’s like one of the greatest editors

and I

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

me a hug,

guys, I'm freaking

through ragged

my hand

interview me

great.He'll

waved her

mean, look at

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

no, I'm so nervous

said through gritted

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

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 if

took my hand

can drive you guys to

Tristan added.

meeting with my professor that Friday, so I

Sophie pouted.

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

if I'll get

just getting an interview with David Haskell is a

Tristan replied.

is a busy man.He must really think

we're celebrating no matter what,"Sophie

you guys,"I smiled and looked at all

what I'll ever do

to give me a

what else did they

could

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

can’t believe this

stuttered, somewhat hyperventilating

research, prepare my portfolio and oh god,

we'll figure everything out.You have

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

have to go

the middle of celebrating,"Sophie

gulped the last of my wine down

make sure

"Please do,"

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

chuckled and

gave Sophie one last glare before turning

the next few days, I was Emma the busy

about David Haskell and the New

about why I think

so much for this interview, it was

night, I dreamt that as David Haskell was interviewing me in front of the board of

something to wear! My interview was in three days and I

important part of

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

floor, I

was a complete mess, Marie Kondo

everywhere and old boxes and suitcases and everything were just crammed in

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

know I have it

pushed and shoved the pile of dirty

hand reached deep into the corner of the room, I

It was a book.

towards me and under the dim closet light,

lan and I used to read together and we quoted it all the

but I had shoved this book so far deep inside

book was what started our whole relationship

my favorite book before I met him, but now, it was the most horrible

mean, why does something so beautiful have to hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet, right under the book, was the heart locket that lan gave

inside, he had our favorite quote from the book

got me and probably the best present I'd ever

so meaningful to me that I kept it all these

"Emma?"

Elliott's voice pulling me back

you in

pushed the book and locket back to the corner and

"Elliott!"

around to see him standing

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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