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

for an interview, maybe sometime next week, would

"Ah...yes!"

gaped, half

"Yes, absolutely, yes!"

is Friday the 20th good for you?

"Yes, that’s perfect,"

vigorously, though she couldn't see

you with the details of

"Yes, wonderful,"

have a

you, Margaret, thank

and squeaking in excitement as I turned off

biggest smile on my face as

part of me felt like I was

was that all

reached the

Magazine wants to

squeaked and shook my

"Who?"

Sophie asked.

like one of

gaped and I

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

to me and gave me a hug, "Congratulations, Emmie,

guys, I'm

through ragged

hand because suddenly

interview me

great.He'll

waved her

mean, look at you, who

"Exactly,"

Elliott nodded in agreement.

"Perfectly said,"

no, I'm so nervous all of

said through gritted

was my dream job ever since I found out I wanted to work

I applied for the job, I didn’t 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

reassuringly and took my hand

free on Friday.I can drive

Tristan added.

have a meeting with my professor

Sophie pouted.

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

if I'll get

with David Haskell is a feat in itself, you should be

Tristan replied.

man.He must really think highly of you

so we're celebrating no matter what,"Sophie

and looked

know what I'll ever do

brightly, and Elliott leaned in to give me a

what else did they tell you?" Tristan

could start working there immediately right

"Wow!" Sophie gasped.

Elliott looked taken

"That's amazing!"

Tristan nodded.

can’t believe this

somewhat hyperventilating a

prepare my portfolio and

figure everything out.You

week is not enough time to impress David Haskell, I have to

to

the

Haskell,"I gulped the last of my wine down and grabbed my

two should stay and finish the meal, I'll make sure she gets

"Please do,"

said, and there was a little naughty glint in her eyes when

chuckled and

gave Sophie one last

the next few days, I

kinds of information about David Haskell and the

about why I think I'd be perfect to work in

for this interview, it was

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

something to wear! My interview was in three days

an important part of the interview because

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

on the floor, I jumped up

closet was a complete mess, Marie Kondo

old boxes and

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

blazer? I know I have it in

pushed and shoved the pile of dirty laundry away,

deep into the corner of the

It was a book.

towards me and under the dim closet light, I

book that lan and I used to read together and we

this book so

book was what started our whole

him, but now, it was the most horrible book in

hurt this bad? And deep inside the closet, right under

the inside, he had our favorite quote from the

was the first present he ever got me and probably

to me that I kept it all these years, hidden

"Emma?"

heard Elliott's voice pulling me back to

are you

corner and covered it with

"Elliott!"

to see him standing

"Hey, what’s going on?"

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