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

are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

so loud last night and Tristan

my god...don’t tell

lived next to my sister my entire

I am so sorry

hand went to cover my

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

my god!"I slapped myself on the face out of sheer

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

lunch, will you erase

got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again,

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,

he always made sure

was starting

sophomore, I would have to declare a major by the end of

pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

Society on campus

give Aa SA im

club, and I got two words for you:

to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to

Sophie

so I stopped attending the club

clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity

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

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports

back in high school, I was on the swim team

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

sports team for me was mostly for exercising and

a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

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

good eye for visual arts, so he put

but I came to enjoy working for the

learned that a good ad should not only be

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

and I would make time during the weekend to go see

couldn't meet every week, but we'd

at least once

on who

my turn to go visit him in the

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

about the quantity of the time,

other, even if it was only for a day, we

and I was getting ready

11 AM train to the city

late October, so the air outside was a

white sweater and my black leggings and

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

you! She was just

was loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t hard for me to take

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

tension in the air

your business, Soph!" Tristan

brother so your

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle this for us once and

is it?" I

for me to come in and

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

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