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

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

up instantly.I was being so loud last night and

my god...don’t

my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he

am so sorry you had

my hand went to cover my mouth,

long.What was

slapped myself on the face out of

you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to

lunch, will you

and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not in front of

innocently and kept

I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a

Ian and I made up, everything was right again

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

school started however, I was starting to get

a major by the end of this

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed

the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school

all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of

cooking club, and I got two

cooking various cuisines, but I was also

Sophie loved

passion so I stopped

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

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

and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports

was pretty active back in high school, I was

was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn,

the sports team for me was mostly for exercising

a few times because Tristan insisted that I

of a writer or a journalist like him, but I

good eye for visual arts, so he put me in

it at first, but I came to enjoy

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

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

during the weekend to go see

couldn't meet every week, but

least once

alternate on

to go visit

at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from

quantity of the time, but

if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our

I

taking the 11 AM train to the city

late October, so the air outside was

this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look

was just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s

you! She was just using

loud and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who takes advantage

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing

tension in the air was

of your business,

your business

here?" I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

me, "You can settle this for us

it?"

motioned for me to come

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

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