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

being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room next

my god...don’t

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

I am so sorry

went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t

All night long.What was it,

myself on the face out

Tristan laughed

you lunch, will you erase last night from your

lunch and dinner and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not in

captain,"he grinned innocently and kept

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

Ian and I made up, everything was right again in the

to do, but he always made sure to make some time

school started however, I was starting to

I would have to declare a major by the end of this

pushed me to attend some of the student

on campus and Tristan was working in

all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an

the cooking club, and I got two words for

but I was also able to bring

and Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending

gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of

learned a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a

so fancy! I also joined a sports

back in high school, I was on

the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

the sports team for me was mostly for

school newspaper a few times

a writer or a journalist like him,

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

but I came to

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

social life, and a decent amount of sleeping

I would make time during

week, but we'd meet once

at least once a

would alternate on who goes

it was my turn to go visit him in

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

about the quantity of the time, but about the

see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready to

AM train to the city and grab lunch with

so the air outside was

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

about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

She

voice was loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

anyone who takes advantage of you.You're

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me

his bed while Sophie was standing

in the air was

of your business, Soph!"

my brother so your business

I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?" I

to come in and I

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

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