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

I don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a few

was being so loud last night

god...don’t tell

to it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he

so sorry you had to endure

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

All night long.What was it, like,

god!"I slapped myself on the face out

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

you lunch, will you erase last

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

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

innocently

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

Ian and I made up, everything was right

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

started however, I was starting to

to declare a major

pushed me to

the Korean Society on campus

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

club, and I got two words for

cooking various cuisines, but I

and Sophie

my passion so I stopped attending

I joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot

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

wine, so

I was on the swim

enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't

sports team for me was mostly

visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check it

him, but I did enjoy print media because

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came to

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 sleeping hours,

during the weekend to go see each

week, but we'd

least once a

on who goes

was my turn to go visit him in the

each other.We've learned a

about the quantity of

see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be

was Saturday morning and I

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

October, so the air

cute white sweater and my black leggings and I

the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

She was just

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

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard

while Sophie was standing in front of

air was

your business, Soph!"

brother so your

on here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle this

is it?"

come in and

in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his

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