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 on the wall behind

the heading: Calling all communications major, spend

was saying that it looks like something you could be interested in,"he said

tilted my head to the

was an ad for third year students in the

Paris while taking classes

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I kept

has an innovative and global outlook and is committed to

in Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab

would earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge and an

should apply

what I was thinking in

I...?"I was mainly

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

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

and I were only 90 miles apart

were thousands of miles apart?

looked away from

"Why not?"

between us.We're having enough problems already, another year of long "It doesn't matter

hell it

matters.So tell me, do you want

I

is a series of choices we make, Tristan.We don't always get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one in the future,"I thought I made a good argument, but Tristan

"What?"

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

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

off guard.I didn’t

matter

hell it

tell me, do you want

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

I breathed.

life is a series of choices

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

thought I made a good argument, but Tristan just

"What?"

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

if you two are really meant to be,

was totally caught

didn’t expect

as I took in everything

Tristan let out a small smile before releasing his grip

away and coughed

he said

ear and I turned my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to give it

big decision and I shouldn't be impulsive

and cons list, the kind that I like to make whenever I was confused about

be a great opportunity

could

to

French in high school, finally

to have different experiences

I liked the security

was so

expensive and damn near impossible to travel back and

be able to see my family and friends for

on us and this might be the

of me, and

thinking those thoughts, but that was

were all my fears and

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

called up Tiff and Carrie for an emergency facetime meeting, but that wasn't

to Paris because her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year had taught her so much about life, more

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

could pretty much do the same thing

could look for other internships around Philly or the

Tiff and Carrie confused me even more, so

his stable logic and honesty, so I decided

tonight, both

busy at the school newspaper lately, so it was hard

living, I grabbed my laptop

pros and cons list to the email, I wrote to him:

with the school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your

the

to my friends and they were

I could use some of your

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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