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

damn thin,"he said as he knocked on

loud last night and Tristan was sleeping

my god...don’t tell

my sister my entire life.It's

I am so sorry you had to endure

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

night long.What was

on the face out of

gloat," Tristan laughed again as he

you erase last night from

and you got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially

grinned innocently and

have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need

and Ian and I made up, everything was right again in the

still busy had a lot of work to do, but he always made

school started however, I was starting to

to declare a major by the

pushed me to attend some

was an active member of the Korean Society on campus and

bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me

with the cooking club, and I got

learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home free food

Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped

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

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

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

high school, I was on the swim team and I

was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and

sports team for me was

school newspaper a few times because

of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy

arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in

admit it at first, but I came to

ad should not only be visually appealing,

bit of social life,

would make time during the weekend to go see

couldn't meet every week, but

least once a

would alternate on who goes

turn to go visit him in

for each other.We've learned a lot from our

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

a day, we would drop

morning and I was

taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand

so the air outside was a

and my black leggings and

apartment, when suddenly I heard

She was

loud and year "You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t

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

the air

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your business

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

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle

it?"

for me to come

of Tristan, and he

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