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 you can start right after

maybe sometime next week, would you be available

"Ah...yes!"

gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

then is Friday the 20th good for you?

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

vigorously, though she

the details

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a good

Margaret, thank you so,

squeaking in excitement as I turned off the

on my face as I made my way back to

was

was that

reached the table and

Haskell from the New York Magazine wants to interview me for a

squeaked and shook my hands

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

of

gaped and

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

me and gave me a hug, "Congratulations,

god, you guys, I'm

through

was fanning myself with my hand because suddenly

me on

great.He'll

waved her

at

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

so nervous all

said through

since I found out I wanted

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

my hand in his, squeezing it

on Friday.I can drive you guys to the

Tristan added.

with my professor that Friday, so I

Sophie pouted.

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

if I'll

David Haskell is a feat in

Tristan replied.

must really think highly of you to

we're celebrating no matter what,"Sophie stated

guys,"I smiled and looked at

I'll ever

and Elliott leaned in to give me a

else did they tell

get the job, I could start working

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

still can’t believe this is happening.Everything happened so

stuttered, somewhat

prepare my portfolio

we'll figure everything out.You have time,"Sophie

Haskell, I have to get started right

to

the middle

guys, I'll celebrate after David Haskell,"I gulped the last of my wine

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

"Please do,"

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

chuckled and

my eyes at her, I gave Sophie one last glare

few days, I was Emma the busy

was cramming all kinds of information about David Haskell

made a whole speech about why I think

so much for this interview, it was haunting me in

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

I need to find something to wear! My interview was in three days

part of the interview

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

books and research paper on the floor, I

a complete mess, Marie Kondo would be

old boxes and suitcases and everything

I was done with finals, but

blazer? I know I have it

pile of dirty laundry

as my hand reached deep into the corner of

It was a book.

pulled it towards me and under the dim closet light, I read the

book that lan and I used to

the shelves, but I had shoved this book so far

book was what started our whole relationship

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

And deep inside the closet, right under the book, was the heart

had our favorite quote from the

the first present he ever got me and probably the

me that I kept it all these years, hidden deep

"Emma?"

heard Elliott's voice pulling me back

you

book and locket back to the corner and covered it with

"Elliott!"

to see him

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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