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

walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked

last night and Tristan

god...don’t tell

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

sorry you

as my hand went to cover my mouth,

long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

myself on the face

gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to

you erase last night from your

got yourself a deal,"he was totally milking

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not in

innocently and kept

Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some

Ian and I made up, everything was right again

work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for

started however, I was starting to get busy

declare a major by the end of this academic

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs at

Korean Society on campus and Tristan

clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I

club, and I got

to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home

Sophie loved

my passion so I

me a lot of insight on diversity

Japanese and got into K- Pop for

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a

school, I was

didn’t think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and

joining the sports team for me was mostly

school newspaper a few times because Tristan

a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved to

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

admit it at first, but I came to enjoy

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

all these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping

I would make time during the weekend to go see each

meet every week, but we'd meet once every

least once a

would alternate on who goes

it was my turn to go visit him in the

making time for each other.We've learned a

quantity of the time, but about the

a day, we would drop everything

Saturday morning and I was

the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch

so the air outside

this cute white sweater and my black leggings

to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

told you! She

loud and year "You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

his bed while Sophie was standing in front of

air was thick and

none of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your

I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

me, "You can settle this for us

it?"

for me to come in

her in front of Tristan, and he

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