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

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

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

god...don’t

used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the

sorry

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

All night long.What was it, like, five

god!"I slapped myself on the face out of

you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his

will you erase last

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially

innocently

now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need

I made up, everything was

work to do, but he always made

I was starting to

a sophomore, I would have to declare a major by the

Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend

the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was

SA im het me an idea of

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

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

Sophie

passion so I stopped attending the club after a

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

into K- Pop for

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

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

varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't

me was

a few times

journalist like him, but I

that I had a good eye for visual arts, so

I

learned that a good ad should not only be visually

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

I would make time during the

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

least

alternate on who goes

my turn to go

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

about the quantity of the

other, even if it was only for a day,

morning and I was getting ready

to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand Central

so the

put on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and

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

She was just

and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

standing in front of

tension in the air was

your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your business is

said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

as she turned to me, "You can settle

it?"

me to come in and

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

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