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

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

up instantly.I was being so loud last night

my god...don’t tell

my sister my entire life.It's the

so sorry

to cover my mouth, "I didn’t

long.What was it, like,

slapped myself on the face out of

just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to the

I buy you lunch, will you erase last

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever

grinned innocently and

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

made up, everything was right

do, but he always made sure

however, I was starting to get

to declare a major by the end of this

my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to

an active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was

clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what

with the cooking club, and

only that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I

Sophie

my passion so I

gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different

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

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a

active back in high school, I was on

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

me was

a few times because

or a journalist like him, but

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

but I came to enjoy working

learned that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has a strong

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

would make time during the weekend to go

meet every week, but we'd meet once

at least

would alternate on who goes

was my turn to

were great at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from

about the quantity of the time,

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

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready

train to the city

late October, so the

white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

the apartment, when suddenly

told you! She was

year "You don’t know the whole story.Just butt

Tristan clapped back.

anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

bed while Sophie was standing in front of

the air was thick and

your business, Soph!"

so your

going 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?" I

to come in and I

front of Tristan, and he just

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