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

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

so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

god...don’t tell

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

sorry you had

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

long.What was it, like,

myself on the face out

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again

I buy you lunch, will you

and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever

captain,"he grinned innocently

I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some type of dignity

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

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

school started however, I was starting to

a major by the

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to

an active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in

would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what

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

cooking various cuisines, but I was

and Sophie

wasn’t my passion so I

clubs and it gave me a lot

learned a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for

cheese and wine, so fancy! I

in high school, I was on the

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

team for me was mostly for exercising and

school newspaper a few times because

like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came

that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also

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

I would make time during the weekend to go see each

week, but we'd meet once

least once a

alternate on who

turn to go

time for each

of the time, but about

see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our

morning and I was getting ready

AM train to the city

was late October, so the air outside was a little

black leggings

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

She was

and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

bed while Sophie was standing in front of

the air was thick and

none of your business, Soph!"

brother so your business is my

here?" I said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

turned to me, "You can settle this

is it?" I

for me to come in and

Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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