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

to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a few

so loud last

god...don’t tell

my sister my entire life.It's the same

so sorry you had to

cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

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

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

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to

buy you lunch, will you erase last night from your

and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

this ever

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 a care in the world.I need to maintain some

and I made up, everything was right again

had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite

however, I was starting

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

and Tristan pushed me

active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working

wasn't a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I

started with the cooking club, and I got two words for you: free

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

and Sophie

my passion so I stopped attending the club after

it gave me a lot of

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

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

in high school, I

teams at UPenn,

team for me was mostly for exercising

visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check it

much of a writer or a journalist like him,

arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section

I came to enjoy

ad should not only be visually appealing, but also

little bit of social life,

during the weekend to go

meet every week, but we'd meet once

least

would alternate on

it was my turn to go visit him

were great at making time for each other.We've

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

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

Saturday morning and I was getting ready

on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch

the air outside was

this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

She was

voice was loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard

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

in the air was thick

none of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your business is

here?" I said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

me, "You can settle this for us

is it?"

for me to come

standing next to her in front of Tristan,

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