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.

that he thinks is perfect for you

you for an interview, maybe sometime next week,

"Ah...yes!"

gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

is Friday the 20th good for

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

nodded vigorously, though she couldn't

with the details

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a good

Margaret, thank you so,

excitement as

face as I made

I was floating, like this must be a

that all

I reached the table and sat

New York Magazine wants to interview me

yelped and squeaked and shook my hands in

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of the

and

my goodness, that’s the job you wanted!"the

me a hug, "Congratulations, Emmie,

you guys, I'm

said through ragged

myself with my hand

to interview me on Friday, next

do great.He'll love

waved her hand

look at you, who

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

no, I'm so nervous all of

through

since I found out I wanted to work

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

and took my

I’m free on Friday.I can drive you guys to

Tristan added.

a meeting with my professor that Friday, so I

Sophie pouted.

I'll be waiting at home with pizza and

if

a

Tristan replied.

Haskell is a busy man.He must really think highly of you to

celebrating no matter

looked at all

know what I'll ever

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

they tell

get the job, I could start working there immediately right

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

know, I still can’t believe this is

stuttered, somewhat

need to do my research, prepare my portfolio and

we'll figure everything

week is not enough time to impress David Haskell, I have to get started right away!"I

have to go

we're in the

I'll celebrate after David Haskell,"I gulped the last of my wine down and grabbed my

make sure she gets home okay,"Elliott stood up

"Please do,"

there was a little naughty glint in her eyes when she added, "And

and

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

next few days, I was

of information about

why I think I'd be perfect to

for this interview, it was haunting

was interviewing me in front of the board of

to wear! My interview was in three days and I hadn’t

was an important part of the interview because first

needed something that would say, "Hello, I'm Emma and I'm a confident and hardworking employee, but also I can be fun and creative and I work well

of books and research paper on the floor,

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

old boxes and suitcases and everything were just

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

know I

shoved the pile of dirty laundry away, scavenging for my

reached deep into the corner of the room,

It was a book.

under the dim closet light, I read the

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

book so far

our whole

favorite book before I met him, but now, it

And deep inside the closet, right

the inside, he had our favorite quote from the book

first present he ever got me and probably the best

kept it all these years, hidden deep inside the dark and

"Emma?"

voice pulling me back to

you in

book and locket back to the corner and covered it with a pile of

"Elliott!"

turned around to see him

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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