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.

can

heard everything.These walls are pretty damn

was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in

god...don’t tell

to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed

sorry

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

night long.What was it, like, five

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

gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way

you erase last night from your

dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not in front of

grinned innocently

sheez.I need to remember 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

and I made up,

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

I was

to declare a major by the end of this academic

my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to

on campus and Tristan

a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like to major

cooking club, and I got two words for you:

cooking various cuisines, but I was

Sophie loved

so I stopped attending the club

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

learned a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the

so fancy! I

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

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

me was

a few times because Tristan

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

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

at first, but I came to enjoy

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

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

make time during the weekend to go

week, but we'd meet once

at least once a

on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit

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

wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but

if it was only for a day, we would

I was

on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab

the

my black leggings and I

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

She was

"You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for

standing in front of

air was

your business,

your business

I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can settle this for us

is it?"

me to come in

to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back in

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