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 say

walls are pretty damn

instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

my god...don’t

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

I am so sorry you had

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

was

slapped myself on the face

Tristan laughed again as he

I buy you lunch, will you erase last night from

and dinner and you got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

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

captain,"he grinned innocently

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

I made up, everything was right

still busy had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make

school started however, I was starting to get busy

a major by the

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

Korean Society on

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

the cooking club, and I got two words for you:

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

and Sophie

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

it gave me a lot of

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

and wine, so fancy! I also joined a

school, I was on the

I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and

joining the sports team for me

a few times because Tristan

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

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the

a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and

little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule was

Ian and I would make time during the

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

least once a

would alternate on

week it was my turn to go visit

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

about the quantity of the time,

for a day, we would drop everything and our

Saturday morning and I was getting ready

AM train to the city and

the

put on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I

you! She was just

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

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

door was open, so it wasn’t

bed while Sophie was standing in front

the air was thick

your business, Soph!"

so your business is

on here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?"

me to come in and I

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

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