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

damn thin,"he said as he knocked

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

god...don’t tell

to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed

am so sorry you

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

long.What was it, like,

on the face out of

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan

I buy you lunch, will you erase last night

it lunch and dinner and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again, especially not in front of

innocently

roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care

and Ian and I made

to do, but he always

school started however, I was starting

declare a major by the end of this

me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed

active member of the Korean Society on campus

all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea

the cooking club, and I got

that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home free food

Sophie

so I stopped attending the club

me a lot of insight on diversity

into K- Pop

so fancy!

back in high school, I was on the swim team and I

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

sports team for me

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

good eye for visual arts, so he put

wanna admit it at first, but I came

only be visually appealing, but

a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of

and I would make time during the weekend to go see

every week, but we'd

at least once a

alternate on who goes

it was my turn to go visit

for each other.We've learned a lot from

wasn’t about the quantity of

it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be

was Saturday morning and I was getting

city and grab lunch with Ian by the

the air outside was

sweater and my black leggings

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

She was just

year "You don’t know the whole story.Just butt

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard for me to

was sitting on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands on

the air

your business, Soph!"

so your

I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

she turned to me, "You can settle

is it?" I

for me to come in

front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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