Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV :

 ----- Three Months Later -- -- -

 It was a new year, a new semester, and a new era.

As soon as winter break was over, I left New York City and got back into my college life reality.

This was the semester where I was supposed to declare a major.

After the past year, I had some inkling of what I wanted to major in, which was communications.

I had to thank Tristan for hooking me up with the ads department in the school newspaper, because that had a lot of impact on my decision.

So, I was back at school and immediately I got busy.

I had to make sure I've taken all the classes necessary for this major.

I also had to talk to some professors, deal with paperwork, and so on and so forth.

It was hectic, but I liked the chaos.

It helped me take my mind off of lan for a bit.

Things with lan were getting...too intense.

Some days were good, and some days I didn’t know if we were all right.

Ally was feeling a lot better now and they got right back to work.

I’ve heard that the gallery finally got the approval and financial injections it needed, and it was ready for launching.

He was busy and I was busy, but that was okay.

Because the more I had free time to think about our relationship, the more I would pick out things that were wrong with it.

I didn't wanna do that.

So our busy lives were actually a good thing.

Finally, we were getting some normalcy out here.

"Hey, E!"

Tristan's sudden loud yell pulled me out of my daydreaming.

I was walking mindlessly through the communications building.

I had just turned in some documents to the office when Tristan saw me passing by.

"Hey, T,"

I greeted him back as he sauntered over to me.

"So, it's official, huh? You're a communications major now?"

"Yup,"I nodded proudly.

"Starting next semester, I am no longer undeclared,"

"Feels good, huh?"

he said as we started walking for the door.

"Really good.I'm starting to see what my future will be like,"

"And what will it be like?"

"Hmm,"I smiled to myself as my mind wandered off.

"I wanna work for creative agencies or magazines.Maybe in New York City,"

I was imagining future Emma walking down the streets of NYC, she would dress professionally, but still look cute in it.

I would have a cool job and a lovely apartment that I share with my fiancée.

Yes, lan and I would be living together and our relationship would be back like it was before.

No more long distance drama.

We would be as strong as ever.

Oh, a girl can only dream.

"Hello? Earth to Emma?"

Tristan waved his hand carelessly in front of my face, pulling me back into reality again.

"What?"

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"What?"I repeated myself.

"Look,"

pointed to the poster

read the heading: Calling all communications major, spend a year abroad in Paris

saying that it looks like something you

my head to the side

was an ad for third year

could intern for a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It was a partnership thing

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I

an innovative and global outlook and is committed

runs a campus in Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates, where

program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge and an edge in the developing world

you should apply for

was saying what I was thinking

was

a comms major.And plus, it’s gonna help you a lot for when you're entering the job market

making a lot of good points, but I had one thing on my mind: this was

only 90 miles apart and we were

if we were thousands of miles apart? "No, I don’t think

sighed and looked away from

"Why not?"

can handle another mile in between us.We're having enough problems already, another year of

hell it

tell

I

the little happiness for a bigger one in

"What?"

and start thinking about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna regret it," he said as he put his hands on my arms, speaking straight into

happy.If he really loves, he'll understand.And if you

totally caught off guard.I didn’t

matter what I want

hell it

it matters.So tell me, do you

"l..I guess I do..."

I breathed.

a series of choices we

we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one in the

but Tristan just glared at me and scoffed,

"What?"

to stop worrying about other people and start thinking about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna regret it,"he said as he put his hands on my arms, speaking straight into

makes you happy.If he really loves, he'll understand.And if you two are really meant to be, you'll

totally

didn’t expect that

as I took in everything that

small smile before releasing his grip on

and coughed awkwardly, moving a

he said

back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to

was a big decision and I shouldn't

cons list, the kind that I like to make whenever I

a

I could travel

to go see

school, finally it could

I wanted to have different

set in stone and I liked the security aspect of

so

and damn near impossible to

my family and friends

and this

me, and then he'll leave me for

thinking those thoughts, but that

were all my fears

had been sitting on this list for the past few weeks and I didn’t know what to do about

up Tiff and Carrie for an emergency facetime meeting, but

said I should totally go to Paris because her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year had taught her so much about life,

it wasn't necessary for me to go to Paris to experience

I could pretty much do the same thing and still

look for other internships around Philly or the

even more, so

knew I could count on Tristan for his stable logic and honesty, so I

apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan were

lately, so it was hard

the living, I grabbed my laptop and started

and cons list to the email, I wrote

the school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion on this pros and

about the Paris

to my friends and

some of your wisdom, o great

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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