Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 65: Summer Breeze 

Chapter 65: Summer Breeze 

EMMA’s POV : 

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"lan asked nervously.

We were standing in front of my front door.

My parents and I were having dinner together tonight and I decided to bring lan home.

This was a big step for us.

Our relationship was on a whole new level now.

No more lies and sneaking around, we could be an official couple.

I'd been hiding him from my family for such a long time, I didn’t wanna do that anymore.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine,"I said reassuringly.

"We don't have to tell them everything right away, do we?"

"No, we don’t.I just want them to meet you and know who you are as a person.Everything else is just whatever,"

lan was still absolutely nervous when I opened the front door and pulled him inside.

"Emma? Is that you?"mom called out from the dining room.

lan kept taking deep breaths and letting out sighs.I gave him another reassuring smile before pulling him to the dining room.

"Mom, dad, I want you to meet lan, my boyfriend,"I announced to them.

"Mr.and Mrs.Sinclair, it's an honor to finally meet the both of you,"lan smiled brightly.

"Oh...hello,"mom was absolutely shocked.

Dad couldn't even say a word.

"Please, have a seat,"she said again after a while of awkward silence.

We took our seats in front of them and they watched lan like a hawk.

lan purposefully wore a long sleeved shirt today.

He wanted to appear formal for some reason.

"So, this is what you wanted to tell us all week long?"mom asked me.

I had been hinting at her that I wanted her to meet someone.

I smiled sheepishly and nodded at her.

"Mr.and Mrs.Sinclair, I'm very serious about your daughter.I would love your permission to date her,"

lan spoke, and their attention was directed back at him.

"Oh, well, um, lan, tell us about yourself,"mom said, "

did you

a look and I nodded at

ourselves for this, we knew

a painter and I teach art on the side.We first met at Emory two summers ago.I was finishing up grad school at the time and Emma was there visiting

went up to Emory? Two summers ago?"mom glared at

you yell at me, everything was fine.We were all being careful and

just insane.Mom and dad shared a worried look.Dad looked like he was going

two are...dating?"mom said to

said

you know that Emma's going to the University of Pennsylvania in the fall?"Dad spoke up for the first

aware of

not going to affect Emma’s education.Her

"That's right,"dad agreed.

to keep on seeing her.I

dad, and he gripped

love him

to apply for lvy League schools and push my limits.I wouldn't be able to do all this if it

myself when I’m with her,"lan said as

that escaped mom's lips.And although dad didn’t say

lan responded,

as I

out a sigh of relief,

wasn’t so bad.After the typical interrogation round, mom and dad

common denominator was me.They talked about college life I was gonna have

I found it

that loved me to the moon and back and they were just talking about

great in there,"I

the best poker face.I still don’t know if

little girl.Just give them time, when they see how good we are together and how responsible and mature we are, they'll come around," 

this time around.You said

graduation, lan and I sneaked off for a bit and we

honest with each other and dealing with long

distance for a year and then lan would move to the east coast to

yet, but we would figure itoutas

your mom.This all feels so real,"I

best believe it,"he smiled and he leaned

a short, sweet kiss on my front lawn, it

would treasure

"I love you, Emma."

"I love you, lan,"

my bed, exchanging

ready for her backpacking trip and Carrie was spending

was so busy with my phone screen, I didn’t realize mom had knocked on

You're still

just talking to Tiff and

seat on the edge of

need to talk about lan,"She got my full

"Do

serious with you two.Why are we

since two summers ago.But life got in the way and we just couldn't be fully together, until now,"I

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