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

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a few

so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the

my god...don’t

it.I lived next to my sister

I am so sorry you

as my hand went to cover my

night long.What was

on the face out of

Tristan laughed again

lunch, will you erase last night from your

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

this ever again, especially not in front

captain,"he grinned innocently

sex with Ian around the

made up, everything was right again in the

a lot of work to do, but he always

started however, I was starting to get busy

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

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the

active member of the Korean Society on campus and

would give Aa SA im het me an idea

the cooking club, and I got two words for

got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to

and Sophie loved

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the club after

joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on

Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French

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

in high school, I was on the swim team and

think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I

for me was mostly for

school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media

so he put me

admit it at first, but I came

not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and

of social

make time during the weekend to go see

week, but we'd meet once every two

least

alternate on who

was my turn to go visit

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

quantity of the time,

each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would

morning and I was getting ready to

taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand

was late October, so the air outside was a

on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed

leave the apartment, when suddenly

She

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

Tristan clapped back.

kill anyone who takes advantage

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

Sophie was standing in front

the air was

your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your

here?" I said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

turned to me, "You can settle this for

is it?"

come in and

in front of Tristan,

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