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

walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a

instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was

god...don’t

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

I am so sorry you had to endure

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

night long.What was

my god!"I slapped myself on the face

just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made

you erase

and dinner and you got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not

captain,"he grinned innocently and

just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in

and I made up, everything was right again

a lot of work to do, but he always made sure

was starting to get

declare a major by the end of this

pushed me to attend some of the student clubs

Society on campus and Tristan was working

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

the cooking club, and I got two words

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

and Sophie loved

my passion so I stopped attending

me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures

K- Pop for

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

in high school, I was on the swim team

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

sports team for me was mostly for

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go

him, but I did

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

didn't wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the

not only be visually appealing, but

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

make time during the weekend to

week, but

at least once a

would alternate on who goes

turn to

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

about the quantity of

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

and I

train to the city and grab

late October, so the air outside was a little

my black leggings

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

told you! She was

and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

bed while Sophie was standing in

in the air was thick and

none of your

brother so your business is

said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?" I

me to come

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

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