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

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

so loud last night

god...don’t

used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire

am so sorry you had to

to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think you'd

was

god!"I slapped myself on the

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

lunch, will you erase last

it lunch and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not in front of

innocently and

Ian around the apartment without

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was

but he always made sure

was starting to get

a sophomore, I would have to declare a major

Tristan pushed me

an active member of the Korean Society on campus

SA im het me an idea of what I would like

the cooking club, and I

various cuisines, but I was also

and Sophie loved

my passion so I stopped attending the club after

I joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot

Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at

wine, so fancy! I also joined a

school, I

good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit to it

for me was mostly

few times because

him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved to

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

admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the

not only be visually appealing, but also catchy

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

during the weekend to go see

meet every week, but we'd meet once

least once

would alternate on

was my turn to go visit him in the

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

wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but about the

even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be on being

morning and I

the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch

October, so the

white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my

apartment, when suddenly I heard

She was just using

and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t

while Sophie was standing

air

your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your

going on here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

can settle this for

it?" I

come in and I followed

was standing next to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back in

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