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 thin,"he said as he
being so loud last
my god...don’t tell
lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he
am so sorry you had to
as my hand went to cover my mouth,
long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he
god!"I slapped myself on the face out
would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to
buy you lunch, will you erase last
dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was
"Fine!" I breathed.
of this ever again, especially not in front of
grinned innocently and kept
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
I made up,
still busy had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to
was starting to get busy
I would have to declare a major by the end of this academic
me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student
on campus and Tristan was
bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like to
and
got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also
Sophie
cooking wasn’t my passion so I
and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different
little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a
out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also
high school, I was
enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit
the sports team for me was
I visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that
much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved to
arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement
didn't wanna admit it at first, but I came
that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but
bit of social life,
I would make time during the
but
least once a
on who goes
week it was my turn to go
making time for each other.We've learned a lot from our previous
the quantity of the time, but
day, we would drop everything and our focus would be
Saturday morning and I was getting ready
AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand Central
was late October, so the air outside was a
sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look
leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s
told you! She was just
voice was loud and year "You don’t know the whole story.Just butt
Tristan clapped back.
brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
it wasn’t hard
while Sophie was standing in front
air was
of your business, Soph!" Tristan
your business is
I said cautiously with my head peeking
"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.
"Emmie, good, you're here,"
as she turned to me, "You can settle this for
is it?"
for me to come in and
next to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back
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