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

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

being so loud last night and

god...don’t

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

sorry you had to endure

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

long.What was

myself on the

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

you lunch, will you erase

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not in front

grinned innocently

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

made up, everything was right

but he always made

was

to declare a major by the end of this

Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the

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

would give Aa SA im het me an idea

club, and I got two words for you:

learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also

and Sophie loved

passion so I stopped attending

me a lot of insight on diversity and the different

bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

so fancy! I also joined a

active back in high school, I was on the swim

good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and

sports team for me was mostly for exercising

I visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan

writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print

I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me

I came

should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and

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

Ian and I would make time during the weekend to go see each

meet every week, but we'd meet once

least once a

would alternate on who goes

it was my turn to go

were great at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from our previous

of the time, but about the

day,

Saturday morning and I was getting

train to the city

October, so the air

sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my

leave the apartment, when suddenly I

you! She was

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

Tristan clapped back.

kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

while Sophie was standing

tension in the air

of your

brother so your

going on here?" I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

she turned to me, "You can

is it?" I

to come

front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back in

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