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

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

was being so loud last night and Tristan was

god...don’t tell

sister my entire

sorry you had to endure

to cover my mouth, "I

All night long.What was it, like,

slapped myself on the face out of sheer

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

will you erase last night from your

lunch and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not

innocently and

Ian around the apartment without a care in the

and I made up, everything

to do, but he always

was starting

declare a major by the end of this

and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student

member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school

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

and I got two words

cooking various cuisines, but I was also

and Sophie

so I

it gave me a lot

got into K- Pop for a bit.I

wine, so fancy! I also

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

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

joining the sports team for me was

few times because Tristan insisted that I go

a 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 put me in charge of the

wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy

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

social life,

I would make time during

week, but we'd

least once a

alternate on who goes

week it was my turn to

great at making time for each other.We've learned a lot

quantity of the time, but about

was only for a day, we would drop everything and

and I was getting ready

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

the air outside was a

and my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

She was

was loud and year "You

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

was open, so it wasn’t hard for me

was standing

in the air was thick and

your business, Soph!"

so your

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

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

turned to me, "You can settle

is it?" I

come in and

in front of Tristan,

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