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

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

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

my god...don’t tell

alright.I’m used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's

so sorry you

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

long.What was it, like, five

on

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

lunch, will you erase

lunch and dinner and you got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not in front

innocently and kept

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 Ian and I made up,

had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure

was starting to get busy

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

Sophie and Tristan pushed me

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

SA im het me

the cooking club, and I

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

Sophie loved

so I stopped

gave me a lot of

and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also

so

school, I was on the swim team and

the varsity teams at UPenn, and I

me

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

a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

visual arts, so he put me in

but I came

be visually

of social life, and

during the weekend

meet every week, but we'd meet

least once

would alternate on who goes

it was my turn to go visit him in the

time for each other.We've learned

about the quantity of the time, but about

day, we would drop

morning and I

the city and grab lunch with

October, so the air

and my black leggings and I completed the

to leave the apartment,

She

loud and year "You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard for me to take a

on his bed while Sophie was standing

tension in the air

of your business, Soph!"

so your

said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle this for us

it?" I

come in and

in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his

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