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.

is perfect for you

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

"Ah...yes!"

gaped,

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

the 20th good for you? Say around

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

though she

will email you with the

"Yes, wonderful,"

right, have a good

thank you so,

was squealing and squeaking in excitement as I turned off

had the biggest smile on my face as I made my way

of me felt like I was floating, like this must

was that

asked as I reached the

the New York Magazine wants to interview me for

yelped and squeaked and shook my hands in

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

he’s like one of the greatest editors

and I

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

me and gave me a

guys, I'm

through ragged

hand because suddenly I

interview me on

do great.He'll

her

look at you, who

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

nervous

through gritted

my dream job ever since

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

and took my hand

free on Friday.I can drive you guys

Tristan added.

a meeting with my professor that

Sophie pouted.

be waiting at home with pizza

don’t even know if I'll get the

is a feat in

Tristan replied.

must really think highly of you to interview you

we're celebrating no matter what,"Sophie stated

you guys,"I smiled and looked at

know what I'll ever do

Elliott leaned in to give me a

what else did they tell you?" Tristan

could start working there immediately right after

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

know, I still can’t believe this is happening.Everything happened

stuttered, somewhat hyperventilating

my portfolio and oh god,

we'll figure everything

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

have to go

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

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

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

"Please do,"

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

chuckled and

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

few days, I

about David Haskell

speech about why I think I'd be perfect

so much for this interview, it was haunting me

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

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

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 and I work

floor, I jumped up to my feet and headed for

a complete mess, Marie

and old boxes and suitcases and everything were just

finals, but turns

blazer? I know I

shoved the pile of dirty

my hand reached deep into the corner of the room, I felt

It was a book.

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

lan and I used to read

books on the 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

I met him, but now, it was the most

why does something so beautiful have to hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet, right under the book, was

the inside, he had our favorite

first present he ever got me and probably the best

was so meaningful to me that I kept it all these years, hidden

"Emma?"

voice pulling me

you in

pushed the book and locket back to the corner and covered it with

"Elliott!"

turned around to see him standing in my

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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