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
heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as
shot up instantly.I was being so loud last
my god...don’t tell
next to my sister my entire life.It's the
I am so sorry you had to endure
went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think
night long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he
god!"I slapped myself on
Tristan laughed again as he made his
you erase last night from
and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally
"Fine!" I breathed.
ever again,
captain,"he grinned innocently and
remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the
I made up,
to do, but he always made sure to make some
was
declare a major by the end of
major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me
on campus and Tristan was working in the
wasn't a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would
started with the cooking club, and I got two
learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home
and Sophie
wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending
joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the
little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French
gave out cheese and wine, so fancy!
high school, I was on the swim team and
didn’t think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and
sports team for me
visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go
much of a writer or a journalist like him, but
I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the
didn't wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the advertising
a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy
all these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and
time during the
but we'd meet
least once a
would alternate on
to
were great at making time for each other.We've learned a
of the
we see each other, even if it was only for a day,
Saturday morning and I
train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the
so the air
put on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with
was just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s
you! She
and year "You don’t know the whole
Tristan clapped back.
and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too nice,
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
open, so it wasn’t
on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands
in the air was thick
none of your business, Soph!"
so your business
going on here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking
"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.
"Emmie, good, you're here,"
me, "You can settle this
is it?"
come
her in front of Tristan, and he
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