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

ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn

was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in

my god...don’t

sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed

I am so sorry you

my hand went to cover my mouth,

was it, like, five

god!"I slapped myself on

apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to

I buy you lunch, will you erase last night

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not in front

grinned innocently

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

and Ian and I made up, everything

always made sure to make some time for me despite

started however, I was starting to

a

Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs

of the Korean Society on

would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what

cooking club, and I got two words

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

Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending

joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity

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

cheese and wine, so fancy!

I was on the swim team

varsity teams at UPenn,

joining the sports team for me

visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan

journalist like him,

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

didn't wanna admit it at first, but I

learned that a good ad should not only be visually

classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of

time during the weekend to go see each

couldn't meet every week, but we'd meet once every

at least once a

alternate on who goes

was my turn to go visit him

time for each other.We've learned

about the quantity of the time,

for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be on being

was Saturday morning and I was

on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab

October, so the air outside

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

about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I

She was just using

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

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

standing in front of

the air was thick and

of your business,

my brother so your business

going on here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?"

come in

her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled

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