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

pretty damn thin,"he

instantly.I was being so loud last

god...don’t

my sister my entire life.It's

sorry you

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

long.What was it, like, five

myself on the face out of sheer

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed

buy you lunch, will you

got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not in front of

grinned innocently and kept

I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without

and I made up, everything

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

school started however, I was

declare a major by the end of this academic

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me

Korean Society on campus and Tristan was

clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of

cooking club, and

I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but

and Sophie loved

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped

it gave me a lot of

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

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

in high school, I was

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

the sports team for me

times because

writer or a journalist like him, but I

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

it at first, but I came to enjoy

not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has

my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a

time during the

but we'd meet

at least

would alternate on

week it was my turn to

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

about the quantity of

a day, we would drop everything and our

and I was

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

was late October, so the air outside was

black leggings and I completed the look with my

was just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

told you! She was just

was loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t

Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands on her

tension in the air was

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your business is

said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

as she turned to me, "You can

it?" I

to come

to her in front of Tristan, and he just

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