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

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

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

god...don’t tell

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

I am so sorry you had to

hand went to cover my

was it,

slapped myself on the face out of sheer

Tristan laughed again as he made his way to the

lunch, will you erase last night

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not in

innocently and kept

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

I made up,

had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite his

school started however, I was starting

I would have to declare a major by the end of this academic

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

Society on

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

club, and I got two

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

Sophie loved

I stopped attending the club after

me a lot of insight on diversity and the different

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

gave out cheese and wine, so

school, I

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

for me was

the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved to

a good eye for visual arts, so he put me

I came to enjoy

should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has

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

Ian and I would make time during the weekend to

week, but we'd

at least once a

alternate on who

week it was my turn to go visit

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

the quantity of the time, but about

a day, we would

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready to

the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch

late October, so the air outside was a little

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

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I

you! She

voice was loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

door was open, so it wasn’t

on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him

the air was

of your

so your

said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?"

to come

front of Tristan, and he

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