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.

can say

I don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn

was being so loud last night

my god...don’t

alright.I’m used to it.I lived next to my sister

so sorry you had

as my hand went to cover

All night long.What was

on the face out

gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way

I buy you lunch, will you erase last

lunch and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again, especially not

innocently and kept

with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I

and Ian and I made up, everything was right again in

to do, but he always made sure to make

was starting to

sophomore, I would have to declare a major by the

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend

Society on

a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het

club, and I got two words for

that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but

Sophie

so I stopped attending the

clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different

got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French

cheese and wine, so fancy!

pretty active back in high school, I was

good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

the sports team for me was

times

journalist like him, but I

I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the

wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the

ad should not only be

of social life, and a decent amount

would make time during

week, but

least

would alternate on who

week it was my turn to go visit

making time for each other.We've learned a lot

the quantity of the time, but

for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be on

and I was

planned on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian

October, so the

sweater and my black leggings

the apartment, when suddenly I

you! She was just

was loud and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t hard

Sophie was standing in front of him with

in the air

your business,

my brother so your business is

said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can settle this for us

it?"

to come in and I

in front of Tristan, and he just

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