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

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

my god...don’t

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

I am so sorry you had to endure

to cover my

long.What was it, like,

god!"I slapped myself on

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as

you lunch, will you erase last night from your

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not in front

innocently

have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around

made up, everything was right again

had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time

school started however, I was starting to get busy

would have to declare a major

and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs

was an active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the

would give Aa SA im het me an idea

and I got

only that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also

and Sophie loved

I stopped attending the

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

K- Pop for a bit.I

cheese and wine, so

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

enough for the varsity teams at UPenn,

team for me was mostly for

a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

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

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came to

should not only be visually appealing, but

of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule

Ian and I would make time during the weekend

couldn't meet every week, but we'd meet once every

at least once a

alternate on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit him

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

quantity of the time, but about the

only for a day, we would drop everything

I was getting ready

on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with

the air outside

and my black leggings and I

just about to leave the apartment,

She was just using

was loud and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t

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

in the air

none of your business,

your

here?" I said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?"

come

was standing next to her in front of Tristan, and

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