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

I don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he

being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the

my god...don’t tell

next to my sister my entire life.It's the same

I am so sorry

said as my hand went to cover my

All night long.What was it, like, five

myself on the face out

apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed

you lunch, will you

it lunch and dinner and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever

captain,"he grinned innocently and kept

just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some type of dignity

birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

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

school started however, I was starting to get busy

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

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

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

im het me an idea

first started with the cooking club, and I got two words

but I

and Sophie loved

passion so I stopped attending the club after a

and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures

into K- Pop for

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

school, I was

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

team for me was mostly for exercising and good

I visited the school newspaper a few times

much of a writer or a journalist like him,

for visual arts, so he put me in charge of

at first, but I came to enjoy working

that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has

my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule

time during the weekend to

but we'd meet once every

at least once a

would alternate on who

week it was my turn to go visit him in

for each

about the quantity of the

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

and I

to the city and grab

October, so the

black leggings and I completed the look with my

to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

She was just using

"You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for me

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

in the air was thick and

your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your

said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

it?"

me to come

front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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