Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 84: Some Space 

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,"

to the poster on

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

like something you could

to the side and continued

for third year students

program where we could intern for a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I kept on

an innovative and global outlook and is committed to long-term partnerships with international universities

Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United

as well as cultural knowledge and an edge in the

you should

was saying what I was thinking

I...?"I was

program, I would apply if I was a comms major.And plus, it’s gonna help you a lot for when you're entering the job market

was making a lot of good points, but I had one thing on

90 miles apart and we were

would happen to us if we were thousands of

and looked away from

"Why not?"

I don’t think my relationship can handle another mile in between us.We're having enough problems already, another year of long "It doesn't matter what I

hell it

tell

I do..."I

get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one

"What?"

change.Or else you're gonna regret it," he said as he put his hands on my

he'll understand.And if you

guard.I

 "It doesn't matter

it

tell me, do you want

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

I breathed.

life is a series of choices we

get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice

good argument, but Tristan just glared at

"What?"

about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna

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

was totally caught off

expect that at

shock as I took in everything that he

smile before releasing his grip on

away and coughed awkwardly, moving a step

he said was

ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to that

was a big decision and I shouldn't be impulsive

a list, a pros and cons list, the kind that I like to

a great opportunity for my future

could travel

always wanted to

took French in high school, finally it could be

have different experiences

was pretty set in stone and I liked the security aspect of it, but I also

was so

damn near impossible to travel

wouldn't be able to see my family and friends for a

distance was rough on us and this might be the nail on

and then

hated myself for thinking those thoughts,

my fears

the past few weeks and I

and Carrie for an

her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year

the other hand, thought it wasn't necessary for me to go to Paris to experience

the

could look for other internships around Philly or

even more, so I

could count on Tristan for his stable logic and

was alone in the apartment tonight, both Sophie and

was busy at the school newspaper lately, so it was hard finding the

on the couch in the living, I grabbed my

to the email,

I could get your

the Paris

and they were no help

some of your

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

address was

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