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

I don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a few

eyes shot up instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan

my god...don’t tell

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

am so sorry you had to endure

as my hand went to cover my mouth, "I

All night long.What was it, like,

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

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way

buy you lunch, will you erase last night from

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again,

innocently

bunny sex with Ian

Ian and I made up, everything was right again in

to do, but he always made sure to make some

I was starting to

a

pushed me to attend some of the

was an active member of the Korean Society on campus

idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het

cooking club, and I got

learn cooking various cuisines, but I was

and Sophie

my passion so I stopped attending the

cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of the

got into K- Pop for a bit.I

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a

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

enough for the varsity teams at UPenn,

for me was mostly for exercising

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

wasn't much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working

should not only be

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

during the weekend

week, but we'd meet once every two

least

alternate on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit

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

about the quantity of the time, but

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

Saturday morning and I

AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by

was late October, so the air outside was a

and my black

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

you! She was

was loud and year "You

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too nice,

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t hard

bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands on

tension in the air was thick and

of your

my brother so your business

on here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can settle this

it?" I

to come

her in front of Tristan, and he

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