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

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

my god...don’t

used to it.I lived next to my sister

so sorry

went to cover my mouth,

long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

god!"I slapped myself on

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

lunch, will you erase

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not

grinned innocently and kept

roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around

and I made up, everything was right again in the

always made sure to make some

was starting to

a sophomore, I would have to declare a major

pushed me to attend some of the student clubs at

an active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was

a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like

cooking club, and I got two words for you: free

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

and Sophie

wasn’t my passion so I

lot of insight on diversity and

Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports

pretty active back in high school, I was on the swim team

for the varsity teams at UPenn, and

team for me

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go check

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

eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge

I came to enjoy working for the

only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has a

social life, and a decent amount of

during the weekend to go see each

meet every week, but we'd meet once every two

least

on who

to go visit him in

each other.We've

quantity of the time, but about

a day, we would drop everything and our focus

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready

city and grab lunch

so the air outside

this cute white sweater and my black leggings

apartment, when

you! She was

"You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t hard for me to take a

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

the air

of your

brother so your business is my

here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

can settle this for us

it?"

for me to come in

to her in front of Tristan, and he

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