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

ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall

being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in

god...don’t tell

it.I lived next to my sister

sorry you had

said as my hand went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t

long.What was it,

on the face out of sheer

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he

you erase last night from your

and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever

captain,"he grinned innocently and

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

and Ian and I made up, everything was right again

work to do, but he always made sure to

however, I was starting to

a sophomore, I would have to declare a

and Tristan pushed

Society on

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

first started with the cooking club, and I got two words for

learn cooking various cuisines, but I was

and Sophie loved

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the club after a

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

little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

and wine, so

back in high school, I was on the swim team and I did

enough for the varsity teams at UPenn,

sports team for me was

few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

writer or a journalist like him,

eye for visual arts, so he

first, but I came to enjoy working for the advertising

only be visually appealing, but also catchy

a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping

during the weekend to go see

every week, but we'd meet once every two

least once

would alternate on

week it was my turn to go visit him

each other.We've learned a lot from

the quantity of the time, but about

see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our

Saturday morning and I was getting

AM train to the city

October, so the air outside was a

sweater and my black leggings and

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

told you! She

was loud and year "You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

was open, so it wasn’t hard for me to

his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with

air was thick and

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

brother so your

I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

can settle this for us once and

it?" I

come in and

standing next to her in front of Tristan, and

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