Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 74: Missed Opportunity 

IAN’s POV : 

The last time Emma and I talked on the phone was probably last week.

We discussed our plans for spring break and that was it.

She planned on staying in the dorm, catching up on much needed rest because she was slaving away through her midterMs.I, on the other hand, was planning to do more work.

There was so much to do with the gallery’s grand opening in just two months.

I was commissioned to make about seven pieces for the gallery and so far I only had three.

I was in a rut.

I felt so uninspired because I wasn't able to see my girl.

Okay, maybe I was just a big procrastinator.

But still, with Emma around I always felt motivated and inspiration would flow so easily out of me.

My life without her was bIand and that translated to my work.

Everything was so bIand.

Looking down at my hand, I was holding on to a paintbrush and the bracelet Emma got me was wrapped around my wrist.

Putting the brush away, my other hand went to squeeze the bracelet, sending her my thoughts.

Usually, when I squeezed the bracelet, she would squeeze back.

It was a cute way of saying ‘l miss you’ and ‘I miss you too’.

Weirdly though, when I squeezed it this time, there was no response.

I tried it again and there was nothing still.

It was around 5 PM and Emma should be done with her exams hours ago.

"Maybe she was busy or something?"

I thought to myself.

Letting out a sigh, I turned away from the bIank canvas and slumped down on the couch.

It was spring break and school was off for a week.

It was the perfect time to catch up on my work for the gallery, but without an inspiration, I couldn't do anything.

This was probably the most important thing in my art career, and I wouldn't wanna half-ass it.

I started thinking back on the times when I was most inspired.

They were always moments when I was with her.

She made me feel things I’ve never felt before.

She made me feel full and art was spilling out of me.

I never had to force anything out.

I started thinking about her and how much I wished she was here.

I missed her eyes and her smile, her kiss, and the way she buried her face into my chest when she got embarrassed.

I missed her little humming and the little dance she did whenever she sipped her first cup of coffee.

God, I even missed the way she breathes.

Everything she did was beautiful.

Everything about her was always right.

With that thought in mind, I reached for my sketchbook and a pencil, and I started drawing.

I wanted to see her face so bad, I started drawing her features on the piece of paper.

I drew her hair long and it was flying all over the place.

I loved it when strands of her hair fell on her face and I got to be the one to put them away.

Damn it, I miss her so bad, my heart was hurting.

My hand reached for my phone instinctively and I called her.

Putting the phone to my ear, I was excited at the thought of hearing her voice.

Goddamn, I'm whipped.

and

Weird.

wouldn't turn off her

if she was in class, she would

thought it must be a mistake, so I tried

still, the line

with her? We just texted each

her good luck for her

Everything was fine.

or

okay.Why can’t I just do that? Or...wait a second. Why don’t I just do

spring

That's crazy though.

a guy flying 800 miles to see his fiancée? I hadn't

can't I just do it? Why didn’t I think of this sooner? That's right, I'm

leaped to my feet and went straight for my

My hands were busy.

the other hand was booking a plane ticket on my

all packed and

was getting on the next flight

anything this spontaneous or crazy in a long time, and this felt

all my keys and wallet and everything else I needed, I jumped into an Uber and headed

but her phone

That didn't matter, though.

gonna see her in a couple of

now, and my

night was over, I would get to hold her in my arms

thought of seeing her tonight made

stop smiling as I made my way through

were being patted down by the

the two hour plane right, I was still

eyes were glued to the view of

bet knew I was getting

I could miss someone

I could

was feeling so

napkins they gave me at the beginning of the flight and I

a sketch of her hand reaching out for mine and

"We're almost there,"

I said to myself.

hold your hand

got my bags, I grabbed a taxi and headed out to her

I really wanted to

speed up

I didn’t care though.

couldn’t possibly know what I was

thought of seeing her in

her phone again,

show up

open the door and see

lose it

to see that smile on

smile I'll

paid the guy and got out of there

at the moment I was about to go in, so I managed to get in without

Perfect.

was like the universe was on my

knew, I was standing in front of

knocked on the door and waited

a response or any

knocking again, and there

right

out and saw the screen,

quickly as I pressed the phone

your messages and I tried calling

a

too, but your

long story too, but basically I was on a plane for the past

Where are you?" I

roommate Sophie and how she is, right? She demanded that we come here for spring break and she wouldn't take no

Wait a minute.

on a flight over here, but she was also on a flight out to Florida? "So that’s why I haven’t been able to reach you, you

I asked again.

so fast.Sophie found

you're in Florida right now?" I said again, still unable to process the irony in

we just landed like an hour ago.We're still in the airport trying to get a cab.There are so many college kids here, the airport

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