Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)
Chapter 79: Friendly Fire
EMMA’s POV :
"What's that?"
Tristan asked as he saw me putting up a painting on my bedroom wall.
"A birthday slash housewarming gift from Ian,"I replied.
Ian spent the night last night, but he had to return to the city early this morning.
I was sore and tired from our late night sessions, I ended up sleeping until late.
That afternoon, I woke up to a USPS delivery guy ringing my doorbell and giving me this big framed thing wrapped in brown paper.
On the wrapping was also a card and it said: Dearest Emma, Since I can’t bring you to the gallery just yet, I’m bringing a small piece of the gallery to you.
Happy sweet nineteen, my love.
So grateful you came into the world because you make my world better every day.
All my heart and soul, Ian.
Ian sent me a painting of his original work, titled Paint The Town Red.
On the painting were a skyline of New York City and a silhouette of a girl standing in the middle of it all.
Everything was in black and white except for the girl and the umbrella she was carrying and it was bright red.
After hanging the painting on my bedroom wall, I stood in front of it for a couple of minutes just staring at it and wondering what it meant.
"I'm assuming this painting’s about you?"
Tristan stood next to me and tilted his head to the side, studying the painting.
"I guess so?"
"What do you think it means?"
"I'm not too sure.I've been staring at it for the past fifteen minutes.The title is Paint The Town Red, but the town is in black and white..."
I had texted Ian thank you for the gift and he asked me if I liked it or not.
I told him of course I loved it, and then he asked me if I knew what the painting meant.
I wanted to say yes, but I had been staring at it for a while now and I had no clue.
"I think I know what it means,"
Tristan said suddenly.
"What?"I turned to him quickly.
"The only thing that’s red is the girl with the umbrella.That’s the town, not the actual building,"
"What?"
"The town...the place...or maybe his home is her, not the city itself,"
"Wow..."
I paused for a moment as the realization hit me.
What Tristan said was true.
I was calling me his world, this is what the painting meant.
"Damn, Tristan, that’s some observation skills you got there,"I went to grab my phone and texted Ian right away.
I wrote to him: "Am I red? Am I your world?"
Seconds later, he texted back: "Bingo.I knew you'd get it, you're such a smarty-pants,"I was smiling to myself as I read his text.
Even though I wasn’t the one who figured it out, I shamelessly took the compliment.
"So, your boyfriend painted this? He’s a great artist,"Tristan said again, he was still admiring the painting.
"Yeah, he is,"I nodded.
"I'm assuming last night went pretty well?"Tristan said with a sly smirk.
you can
have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said
up instantly.I was being so loud last night and
my god...don’t
my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he
am so sorry you had
my hand went to cover my mouth,
long.What was
slapped myself on the face out of
you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to
lunch, will you
and you got yourself
"Fine!" I breathed.
a word of this ever again, especially not in front of
innocently and kept
I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a
Ian and I made up, everything was right again
busy had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite his busy
school started however, I was starting to get
a major by the end of this
help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed
the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school
all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of
cooking club, and I got two
cooking various cuisines, but I was also
Sophie loved
passion so I stopped
cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of
bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also
and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports
was pretty active back in high school, I was
was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn,
the sports team for me was mostly for exercising
a few times because Tristan insisted that I
of a writer or a journalist like him, but I
good eye for visual arts, so he put me in
it at first, but I came to enjoy
a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy
plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping
during the weekend to go see
couldn't meet every week, but
least once
alternate on
to go visit
at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from
quantity of the time, but
if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our
I
taking the 11 AM train to the city
late October, so the air outside was
this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look
was just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s
you! She was just using
loud and year "You don’t know the whole
Tristan clapped back.
I'll kill anyone who takes advantage
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me to take a
sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing
tension in the air was
of your business,
your business
here?" I said cautiously
"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.
"Emmie, good, you're here,"
me, "You can settle this for us
it?"
motioned for me to come
in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back
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