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

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as

being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room next

god...don’t

next to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed and

I am so sorry you

to cover my

was it,

myself on

just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he

will you

you got yourself a deal,"he was totally

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever

innocently and

to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need

fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything

he always made sure

however, I was starting to

sophomore, I would have to declare a major by the

pushed

of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working

idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like to

first started with the cooking club, and I got two

cooking various cuisines, but I was also able

and Sophie

passion so I stopped attending the club after a

it gave me a lot of insight on

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

so fancy! I also

school, I was on the

think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I

joining the sports team for me was

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

wasn't much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy

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

it at first, but I

not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and

my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life,

make time during the weekend

meet every week, but we'd meet once every

at least once a

on

turn to go visit him in the

great at making time for each other.We've

quantity of the time, but about the

only for a day, we would drop everything and

I was getting ready to

train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by

October, so the air outside was a

on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and

the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

told you! She was just

loud and year "You don’t know the whole story.Just butt

Tristan clapped back.

kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me to take

standing in front of him with her hands on

the air was

your business,

my brother so your business is my

here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

she turned to me, "You can settle this

it?" I

come in and I followed

next to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back in

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