Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

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

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

shot up instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the

god...don’t tell

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

I am so sorry you had to endure

said as my hand went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think you'd

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

my god!"I slapped myself on the face

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he

lunch, will you erase last night from your

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not

innocently and kept

roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was right again

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

I was starting to get busy

I would have to declare a major by the end of

pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend

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

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

first started with the cooking club, and

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

Sophie loved

so I stopped attending the club after a

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

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

so fancy! I also joined a sports

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

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

the sports team for me

times because Tristan insisted

a journalist like him, but

for visual arts, so he put me

first, but I came to enjoy working for the advertising

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

clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping

during the weekend to go see each

every week, but

at least once a

alternate on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit him in

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

about the quantity of the time, but about

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

was Saturday morning and I was

the city and grab lunch with Ian by the

the

my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

leave the apartment, when

She was

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

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t hard for me to

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

the air was thick

of your

my brother so your

I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can

is it?"

to come in and

in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his