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 thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a few

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

my god...don’t tell

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

sorry you had to endure

to cover my mouth, "I didn’t

All night long.What was it,

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

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

buy you lunch, will you erase

and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again, especially not

grinned innocently and kept

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

fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was

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

started however, I was starting to get busy

have to declare a

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

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

SA im het me an idea of what I would like to

and I got two words for you:

to learn cooking various cuisines, but

and Sophie loved

I stopped attending the club

me a lot of insight on diversity

learned a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

was pretty active back in high school, I

for the varsity teams

sports team for me was mostly

times because Tristan insisted that I go check it

or a journalist like him, but I did

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

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

be

classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule

I would make time during the weekend

meet every week, but we'd meet

at least once

would alternate on who

my turn to go

time for each other.We've learned a lot

quantity of the time, but

each other, even if it was only for a day,

Saturday morning and I was getting ready to

the 11 AM train to the city and grab

was late October, so the air outside was a

put on this cute white sweater and my black leggings

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly

told you! She was

year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for me

on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him

air was

of your

my brother so your business

said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?"

to come in and I

her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back in

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