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

everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he

so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room next

god...don’t

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

so sorry you had to endure

hand went to cover my mouth, "I

night long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

god!"I slapped myself on the face out of sheer

just gloat," Tristan

will you erase

you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not in front

grinned innocently and

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

made up, everything was right again in

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

was starting to get

a sophomore, I would have to declare a

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

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

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

the cooking club, and I got two

I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to

Sophie

my passion so I

some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of

Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

so fancy!

in high school, I

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

for me was mostly for exercising

newspaper a few times because Tristan

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but

so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in the

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

learned that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has a

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

Ian and I would make time during the weekend to go

every week, but we'd meet once every

least once

alternate on

it was my turn to

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

about the quantity of the time, but

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

Saturday morning and I was getting ready to

city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand

so the air outside was

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

leave the apartment, when suddenly I

She

loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t

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

the air was

none of your

your

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle this

it?"

come in and

her in front of Tristan, and

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