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 say

pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall a

so loud last

god...don’t

my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed

I am so sorry you had to

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

was it, like, five

on the

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his

I buy you lunch, will you erase

you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever

grinned innocently

have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

he always made sure to make some

I was starting to get busy

a major

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

active member of the Korean Society on

would give Aa SA im het

started with the cooking club, and I

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

and Sophie loved

my passion so I stopped attending the club

and it gave me a lot of insight

K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie

and wine, so

school, I was on the

enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

team for me was mostly for exercising and good

times because Tristan insisted that I

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

that I had a good eye for visual arts, so he

it at first, but I came to enjoy working

learned that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has a strong

of social life, and a decent

during

every week, but we'd

least once

on who goes

to

time for each other.We've

about the quantity of the time, but about the

we see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop

Saturday morning and I was getting ready

11 AM train to the city

the air outside was

put on this cute white sweater and my black

was just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I

told you! She was just using

voice was loud and year "You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

bedroom door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me to

was standing in

tension in the air was thick

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

your business is my

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle this for us once

it?"

to come in and I followed

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

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