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

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

being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the

my god...don’t

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

am so sorry you had to

as my hand went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

night long.What was it, like, five

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

gloat," Tristan laughed again

you erase last night from

dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not

innocently

sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made

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

was

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

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student

Korean Society on campus and

clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like to major

with the cooking club, and I got

that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was

and Sophie

I stopped attending the

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

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

wine, so fancy! I also joined a

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

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

joining the sports team for me was mostly for

newspaper a few times because Tristan

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy

that I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement

didn't wanna admit it at first, but I

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

of social life, and a decent

during the weekend to go see each

meet every week, but we'd meet once

at least

on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit

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

about the quantity of

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

I was getting ready to

to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand

so the air

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

the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

you! She

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

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t hard for

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

tension in the air

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your

going on here?" I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?" I

come in and

was standing next to her in front of Tristan, and he

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