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.

you can

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

loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

god...don’t tell

my sister my entire life.It's the same

so sorry you

cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

All night long.What was it, like, five

my god!"I slapped myself on the

you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to the

you lunch, will you

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever

innocently

have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to

I made up, everything was right again in the

he always made sure to make

school started however, I was starting to

a sophomore, I would have to declare a major

Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs

the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in

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

first started with the cooking club, and I

various cuisines, but I was also

Sophie

passion so I

me a lot of insight on

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

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I

was pretty active back in high school, I was

think I was good enough for the varsity teams at

team for me was mostly for exercising and

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print

a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in

at first, but I came to enjoy working

that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but

all these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule was

during the

meet every week, but we'd

least once a

would alternate on who

was my turn to go visit him in

for each other.We've learned

wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but

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

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready to

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

so the air outside was

sweater and my black leggings and I completed

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

you! She was just using

"You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard for

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

in the air

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your

here?" 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 us once and

is it?" I

come

next to her in front of Tristan, and he just

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