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

don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall

last

my god...don’t tell

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

I am so sorry you

cover my mouth, "I didn’t think you'd

long.What was it,

slapped myself on

you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as

will you erase last

and dinner and you got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not in

innocently and

with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some type of dignity

and I made up, everything was right

do, but he always

however, I was starting to get busy

sophomore, I would have to declare a major

and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs

an active member of the Korean Society on campus

would give Aa SA im het me an idea of

started with the cooking club, and I got two words for you: free

various cuisines, but I

and Sophie

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped

cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on

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

and wine, so fancy! I also

active back in high school, I was on

the varsity teams at

joining the sports team for me was mostly for exercising and

times because Tristan insisted that I go

of a writer or a journalist like him, but I

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

but I came to enjoy working for the

ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has

my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours,

during the

but we'd meet once every

at least once

on who goes

turn to go visit him

for each other.We've learned a lot from

the quantity of the time, but about the

for a day, we would drop everything

was Saturday morning and I was

11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian

so the air outside was a little

cute white sweater and my black leggings and

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I

you! She

loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too nice,

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t

Sophie was standing in front of him with

tension in the air

of your business, Soph!"

your business is

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle this for

is it?" I

for me to come in

of Tristan, and he just

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