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

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

shot up instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in

god...don’t

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

I am so sorry

went to cover my mouth,

was it, like,

slapped myself on

at least you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan

I buy you lunch, will you

and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again,

grinned innocently and

need to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care

made up, everything was right

always

school started however, I was

to declare a major by the end of this

and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

on campus and Tristan was working in the school

these clubs would give Aa SA im het me

cooking club, and I got two words for you:

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

Sophie

passion so I

a lot

and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

and wine, so fancy! I also joined

I was on the swim

the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit to

team for me was mostly

I visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that

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

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

I came to enjoy working for the

good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy

plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of

and I would make time during the weekend

every week, but we'd meet once every

at least once a

would alternate on who goes

my turn to go visit him in the

time for each other.We've learned a lot from our previous

the quantity of the time,

only for a day,

and I was getting ready

the city and grab lunch

so the

and my black leggings

to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s

you! She

voice was loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t

his bed while Sophie was standing in front

the air was thick

of your business, Soph!"

brother so your business is my

here?" I said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can settle this

is it?"

me to come in

in front of Tristan, and

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