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 say

to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall

so loud last night and

god...don’t

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

I am so sorry you had to

went to cover my mouth, "I

was it,

slapped myself on

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

I buy you lunch, will you erase last night from your

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

this ever again, especially not in front

innocently and kept

bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I

made up, everything was right again in

work to do, but he always made sure

school started however, I was

to declare a major by the end of this

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

active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was

give Aa SA im het me an

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

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

and Sophie

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the

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

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

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

I was on

didn’t think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't

me was mostly for exercising and

school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I

good eye for visual arts, so

it at first, but I came to

be visually appealing, but also catchy

of social life,

would make time during the weekend

meet every week, but we'd meet once

at least once a

alternate on who

it was my turn to go visit him

each other.We've learned a

about the quantity of the time, but

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

I was getting ready

11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian

so the

and my black leggings and I completed the look

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

you! She was just

and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

bedroom door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me

sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands on her

in the air was thick and

none of your business, Soph!"

my brother so your business is

going on here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?" I

me to come in and I followed

was standing next to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back

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