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

damn thin,"he said as he knocked on

up instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the

my god...don’t

next to my sister my entire life.It's the same

so sorry

cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

was it,

on the

apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed

will you erase last

you got yourself a deal,"he was totally milking

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not

innocently and kept

need to remember 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

and I made up,

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

I was starting to get

sophomore, I would have to declare a major by

pushed me to attend some of the

member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working

clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea

club, and

learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able

and Sophie loved

so I stopped attending the

gave me a lot

into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed

cheese and wine, so fancy!

back in high school, I was on

for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I

team for me was

a few times because Tristan insisted

a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved to

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 for the advertising

only be visually appealing,

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

I would make time during the

but

least once

on who goes

was my turn to go visit him

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

of the

for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be on being

and I

planned on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by

was late October, so the air outside was a

put on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I

the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

She was just using

"You don’t know the whole story.Just

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard for me to

while Sophie was standing in front

air

your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your business

I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can

it?" I

to come in and I

front of Tristan,

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