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.

position in our office that he thinks is perfect

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

"Ah...yes!"

gaped, half

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

the 20th good for you?

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

vigorously, though she couldn't

will email you with the details of the interview time and

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a good night,

Margaret, thank you

squeaking in excitement as I turned off

on my face as I

felt like I was floating, like this must be

was that

I reached

from the New York Magazine wants to interview me for

yelped and squeaked and

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of the greatest

and I

the job you wanted!"the light

me and gave me a hug, "Congratulations,

you guys, I'm

said through ragged

myself with my hand

me

great.He'll love

waved her hand

look at you,

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

nervous all of a

through gritted

ever since I found

let alone an interview with perhaps

smiled reassuringly and took my

Friday.I can drive

Tristan added.

with my professor that Friday, so I

Sophie pouted.

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

know if I'll get the

Haskell is a feat in itself, you should be proud of

Tristan replied.

must really think highly of you to

so we're celebrating no

guys,"I smiled and looked at all their

I'll ever do

leaned in to give me a kiss on the cheek, whispering,

what else did they tell you?" Tristan

I could start working there

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

believe this is happening.Everything

somewhat hyperventilating

my portfolio and oh god, what am

we'll figure everything out.You

have to get started right away!"I got up to my feet

to go

we're in the middle

the

finish the meal, I'll make sure she gets

"Please do,"

in her eyes when she added, "And

chuckled and

I gave Sophie one last glare before turning

I was

all kinds of information about David Haskell and the

whole speech about why I think I'd be

preparing so much for this interview, it was haunting me in

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

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

an important part of the interview because first

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

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

was a complete mess, Marie Kondo would

scattered everywhere and old boxes and suitcases and everything

was going to do a deep cleaning after I was done with finals, but

where’s that blazer? I know I have it

the pile

as my hand reached deep into the corner

It was a book.

and under the dim closet light, I

was the book that lan and I used to read together

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

was what started our whole relationship in the first

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

so beautiful have to hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet, right under the book, was the heart locket that

he had our favorite quote from the book

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

that I kept it all these years, hidden

"Emma?"

pulling me back to

you in

the corner and covered

"Elliott!"

see him standing

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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