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
everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he
instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room
god...don’t tell
sister
am so sorry you had to
said as my hand went to cover my mouth, "I
All night long.What was it, like,
god!"I slapped myself on the face
just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made
buy you lunch, will you erase
it lunch and dinner and you got
"Fine!" I breathed.
of this ever again, especially not
innocently and kept
need 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
my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was
he always made sure to make some time
was starting to get
sophomore, I would have to declare a major by the
me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me
on campus and Tristan was
SA im het me an idea of what I would like to major
the cooking club, and I
cuisines, but I was also able to bring home
and Sophie loved
cooking wasn’t my passion so I
a lot of insight on diversity and the different
K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old
out cheese and wine, so
I was on the swim team and I
the varsity teams at UPenn,
joining the sports team for me
the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check it
journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because
said that I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in
but I came to
only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has
bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule was
make time during the
but we'd
at least once a
would alternate on who
week it was my turn to go
were great at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from our
of the time, but about
was only for a day, we
morning and I was
planned on taking the 11 AM train to the city and
the air outside was a little
sweater and my black leggings and I completed
just about to leave the apartment, when
told you! She was just using
and year "You don’t know the
Tristan clapped back.
kill anyone
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me to take
bed while Sophie was standing in
the air was thick and
your business, Soph!" Tristan
so your business is
here?" I said
"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.
"Emmie, good, you're here,"
turned to me, "You can settle this for us once
is it?"
motioned for me to come in and
front of Tristan, and he just rolled his
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