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 knocked on
loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room
god...don’t tell
lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed and
am so sorry you
went to cover my
was it, like, five
slapped myself on the
still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed
will you
dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he
"Fine!" I breathed.
not a word of this ever
innocently and kept
sex with Ian around the apartment without
my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything
work to do, but he always
however, I was
I would have to declare a major by
pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me
the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school
SA im het me an idea of what
the cooking club, and I got two words for you: free
to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home
and Sophie
so I stopped attending
some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures
bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the
cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports
I was on the swim
didn’t think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn,
for me was
a few times because Tristan insisted that I go
or a journalist like him, but I
a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section
didn't wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy
good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and
all these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent
would make time during the weekend to
week, but we'd meet once
least
would alternate on
to go visit him in the
each other.We've learned
wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but
other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop
was Saturday morning and I
AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by
late October, so the air
black leggings and
just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from
you! She was just
and year "You don’t know the
Tristan clapped back.
brother and I'll kill anyone
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
open, so it wasn’t hard for
on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands on her
in the air was
none of your business, Soph!"
so your
said cautiously with my
"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.
"Emmie, good, you're here,"
can
it?" I
me to come in and I
standing next to her in front of Tristan, and
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