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

don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he

shot up instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

my god...don’t tell

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

sorry you had

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

night long.What was it,

myself on the face

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

you erase last night from your

it lunch and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not in

grinned innocently and

I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I

and I made up, everything

of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite his busy

started however, I was

declare a major by the

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student

on campus and Tristan was working in the school

idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im

with the cooking club, and I got two

but I was also able

Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the club after

it gave me a lot of insight on

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

and wine, so fancy! I

back in high school, I was on the swim team

the varsity teams at UPenn,

me was mostly

few times because Tristan insisted

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

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

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 and has a

classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of

make time during the weekend to go see

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

at least once

on who goes

was my turn to

for each other.We've

about the quantity of

a day,

I was getting

to the city

late October, so the air outside was a

white sweater and my black

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

told you! She was just

and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for me to take

sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing

the air was thick and

your business,

my brother so your business is my

I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?"

for me to come in and I followed

Tristan,

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