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.

you can say

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

instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

god...don’t tell

it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the

am so sorry

as my hand went to cover my mouth,

long.What was it, like,

my god!"I slapped myself on the face out of sheer

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

I buy you lunch, will you

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not in front

captain,"he grinned innocently and kept

sheez.I need to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian

birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite

I was starting to

declare a major by

Sophie and Tristan pushed me

Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school

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

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

but I was also able to

Sophie

my passion so I

joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of

learned a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a

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

back in high school, I was on

I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit to it

me

a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check it

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved

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

I came to enjoy

be visually appealing, but also catchy and has

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

time during the

week, but we'd meet once

least once

would alternate on

turn to

time for each other.We've learned a lot from our previous

quantity of the time, but about the

if it was only for a day, we would

I was getting ready to

train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by

October, so the air outside was

cute white sweater and my black leggings and I

to leave the apartment, when suddenly I

She was

year "You

Tristan clapped back.

kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing

the air was thick and

your business,

my brother so your

what’s going on here?" I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

she turned to me, "You can settle this for us once and for

is it?" I

come

front of Tristan,

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