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

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

shot up instantly.I was being so loud last night

god...don’t

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

am so sorry you had to endure

cover my mouth,

was it, like,

slapped myself on the face

gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his

lunch, will you erase last

you got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially

grinned innocently

sheez.I need to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around

fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was right again in the

he always made sure to make some time

I was starting to

I would have to declare a

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend

the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in

these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like to

with the cooking club, and

various cuisines, but I

Sophie

I stopped attending the

lot of insight

Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

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

teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

the sports team for me was mostly for exercising

times because Tristan insisted that I go check

writer or a journalist like him,

for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section

it at first, but I came to enjoy working for

good ad should not only be visually

clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and

and I would make time during the

week, but we'd

least once a

on

my turn to go visit him in

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

wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but

if it was only for a day, we would drop

I was

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

the air outside was a

my black leggings and I completed the look

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s

told you! She was just using

was loud and year "You

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who takes advantage

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

Sophie was standing in front

the air

of your business,

your

here?" I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

me, "You can settle this for

is it?" I

come

her in front of Tristan, and he just

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