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 knocked on the wall a few

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

my god...don’t tell

to it.I lived next to my sister

sorry you

cover my mouth, "I

night long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

god!"I slapped myself on

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he

I buy you lunch, will you erase last night

dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally milking

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially

grinned innocently

I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment

and I made up, everything was right

to do, but he always made sure to make some time

I was starting to get busy

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

and Tristan pushed me

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

give Aa SA im het me

club, and I got two words for you: free

various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home

and Sophie loved

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

and it gave me a lot of

little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

pretty active back in high school, I was on the swim team and I did

teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

joining the sports team for me was mostly for exercising and

a few times because Tristan insisted

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but

eye for visual arts, so he put me

it at first, but I came to enjoy working for

good ad should not only be visually appealing,

afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my

during the

meet every week, but we'd meet once every

at least once a

on who goes

was my turn to go visit him

for each other.We've learned a lot

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

even if it was only for a day, we would drop

and I was getting ready to

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

the air outside

cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed

apartment, when suddenly I

She

voice was loud and year "You don’t know the whole story.Just butt

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for

was standing in front of him with her

in the air

your business, Soph!"

so your business is my

here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?"

come in and I followed

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

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