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

heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as

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

god...don’t tell

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

I am so sorry you had to

went to cover

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

god!"I slapped myself on the face

apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made

lunch, will you erase last night

lunch and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again,

captain,"he grinned innocently and

crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care

and I made up, everything was right

do, but he always made sure to make some time

started however, I was

would have to declare a major by

Sophie and Tristan pushed me to

was an active 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

first started with the cooking club, and I got two words for you:

but I was also

and Sophie

I stopped attending the club after

I joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and

got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

out cheese and wine, so fancy!

was pretty active back in high school, I was

teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit

for me was

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

like him, but I did enjoy print media

arts, so

first, but I came to enjoy working

ad should not only be visually appealing, but

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

and I would make time during the weekend

couldn't meet every week, but we'd meet

at least once a

on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit him

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

of the time,

even if it was only for a day, we would

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready

AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand

so the air

black leggings and I completed the look

apartment, when suddenly

She was just using

and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for me to take

bed while Sophie was standing

in the air was thick and

of your

so your business

said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?" I

motioned for me to come in and I followed

of Tristan, and he

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