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

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

being so loud last night and Tristan

my god...don’t tell

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

am so sorry you

to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

long.What was it, like, five

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

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

buy you lunch, will you

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this 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 Ian and I made up, everything was right again

do, but he always made sure to make some time

was starting to

have to declare a major by the

my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

was an active member of the Korean Society on campus

would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I

with the cooking club, and

learn cooking various cuisines, but I

Sophie loved

my passion so I stopped attending the

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

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

wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports

I was on the

the varsity teams

the sports team for me

school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

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

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

at first, but I came to enjoy working

be visually

afternoon classes, a little bit of social

would make time during the weekend to go see

week, but we'd

least once a

on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit him in the

each other.We've learned a lot from our

wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but about

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

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready

to the city and grab lunch with

October, so the air outside was a

white sweater and my black leggings and I

apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

told you! She

voice was loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

door was open, so it wasn’t hard for

was standing in front of him with her hands

in the air

your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your business is

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?"

motioned for me to come in and I followed

standing next to her in front of Tristan, and he just

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