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 knocked on the wall

loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in

god...don’t tell

alright.I’m used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire

so sorry you had to

went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think you'd

long.What was

on

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again

you lunch, will you erase

and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not

grinned innocently

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

and I made up, everything was right again in the

to do, but he always made sure to make

started however, I was starting to get busy

a

Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend

Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working

wasn't a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would

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

cuisines, but I was also able to bring home free food every

Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the

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

K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

was pretty active back in high school, I was on the swim team

the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit to it

sports team for me was mostly for exercising and

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that

wasn't much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy

eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement

but I came to enjoy working for

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

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

would make time during the weekend to go see each

but we'd

least once

alternate on who goes

turn to go visit him in

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

about the quantity of the time, but about

we see each other, even if it was only for a day, we

was Saturday morning and I was getting

the city and grab lunch

October, so the air outside was

cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly

She was just using

loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t hard for me to take a

sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with

air was thick

your business, Soph!"

brother so your business

going on here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can settle this for us once and for

is it?" I

motioned for me to come in and

front of Tristan, and he just

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