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

are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a

so loud last night and Tristan was

my god...don’t

used to it.I lived next to my sister my

I am so sorry you

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

long.What was it, like, five

myself on the face out

least you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan

lunch, will you erase last

and dinner and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever

captain,"he grinned innocently and kept

sheez.I need to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without

birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

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

school started however, I was starting to get

I would have to declare a major by

my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some

Korean Society on

Aa SA im het me an idea of

started with the cooking club, and I got

various cuisines, but I was also able to

Sophie loved

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the club

lot of

into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed

so

back in high school, I

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

joining the sports team for me was mostly for exercising and

few times because Tristan insisted that

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came to

should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has a

afternoon classes, a little bit of social

during the weekend to go

but we'd

at least

would alternate on who

my turn to go

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

quantity of the time,

it was only for a day, we would

and I was getting ready

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

late October, so the

this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

the apartment, when suddenly

you! She

voice was loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t

was standing in front of

in the air was thick

your business, Soph!"

so your business is

said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

as she turned to me, "You can settle

is it?"

come in and

Tristan, and

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