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 say

to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

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

my god...don’t

to it.I lived next to my sister

I am so sorry you had

said as my hand went to cover

All night long.What was it, like,

on the face out

least you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as

you erase last night from

you got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not

innocently and

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 maintain some type of

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made

always made sure to make some time for me despite

I was starting to get

a

pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend

active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan

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

club, and I got two

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

and Sophie loved

passion so I stopped attending the club after

a lot

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

and wine, so

I was on

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

team for me was

school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

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

good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in

first, but I came to enjoy working

be visually appealing, but also

all these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours,

make time during

but we'd meet once

at least once a

alternate on

was my turn to go visit him in

for each other.We've

wasn’t about the quantity of the

if it was only for a day, we would

and I was getting ready to

AM train to the city

the air outside was a little

my black leggings and I

leave the apartment,

you! She was just

and year "You

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard for me to take a

on his bed while Sophie was standing in front

air was thick and

your

my brother so your business is

said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can settle this

is it?"

me to come in and I followed

to her in front of Tristan, and he just

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