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

pretty damn

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

god...don’t

to it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same

I am so sorry you had to

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

night long.What was it, like, five

on the face out of

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

buy you lunch, will you erase last night from your

and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again, especially not in front of

innocently

crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some type of

I made up, everything was right again

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

was

a sophomore, I would have to declare a major by the end of this academic

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to

of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the

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

the cooking club, and

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

Sophie loved

my passion so I stopped attending the club

it gave me a lot of

Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

I was on the swim team and I

teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

joining the sports team for me was mostly for

school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I

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

said that I had a good eye for visual arts, so

admit it at first, but I came to enjoy

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

clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a

time during the

but we'd

at least once a

on who goes

my turn to go visit him in

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

wasn’t about the quantity of the

a day, we would drop everything

and I was getting ready to

AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the

so the air outside was a little

white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my

leave the apartment, when suddenly I

you! She was just using

"You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t

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

tension in the air was

none of your business, Soph!" Tristan

your business is my

on here?" I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

turned to me, "You can settle this for

it?"

to come in and I followed

Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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