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

heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said

instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was

my god...don’t tell

next to my sister

so sorry you had to

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

long.What was it,

on the face out of

least you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as

I buy you lunch, will you erase last

and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever

innocently and

sex with Ian around the

I made up, everything was right again

he always made sure to make some time for me

started however, I was starting

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

and Tristan pushed me to attend some

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

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

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

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

Sophie

my passion so I stopped attending the club after a

clubs and it gave me a lot of

learned a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also

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

back in high school, I was on the

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

for me was mostly

few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

or a journalist like him, but I did

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

admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for

should not only be visually appealing, but also

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

during the weekend to

week, but we'd

at least

would alternate on who

my turn to go visit him in the

making time for each other.We've learned a lot

quantity of the time, but

it was only for a day,

I was getting ready

to the city and grab lunch

so the air

black leggings and I completed the look

apartment, when suddenly

She

voice was loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t

Sophie was standing in

in the air was thick and

your business, Soph!"

my brother so your business is my

said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?"

motioned for me to come in and

Tristan,

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