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,"

the poster on the

read the heading: Calling all communications major, spend a

was saying that it looks like something you could

tilted my head to the side

an ad for third year students

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

"Wow.This looks promising,"

I

and global outlook and is committed to long-term

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

program would earn invaluable work experiences as

you should apply for

was saying what I was thinking in my

was

sounds like a really cool program, I would apply if I was a comms major.And

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

and I were only 90 miles

us if we were thousands of miles apart? "No,

looked away from the

"Why not?"

don’t think my relationship can handle another mile in between us.We're

it doesn't!"he

tell me, do

I do..."I

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 just glared at me

"What?"

a change.Or else you're gonna regret it," he said as

he'll understand.And if you two are really

off guard.I didn’t

 "It doesn't matter what I

it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell me,

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

I breathed.

life is a series

sacrifice

Tristan just glared at me and scoffed,

"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,

if you two are really meant

totally caught

didn’t expect that

shock as I

Tristan let out a small smile before releasing his grip

his gaze away and coughed awkwardly, moving

said

words kept ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to

was a big decision and I shouldn't be impulsive about

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

One, it would be a

could travel

wanted to

high school, finally it

wanted to have different experiences in

was pretty set in stone and I liked the security aspect of it, but I also wanted to experience other things on

was so freaking far

near impossible to travel back and

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

was rough on us and this might be the nail

and

myself for thinking those thoughts, but that

were all my fears and

past few weeks

and Carrie for an emergency facetime

around Europe for a year

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

could pretty much do the same thing and still be

other internships around Philly or the

Tiff and Carrie confused me even more, so I did the next

his stable logic and honesty, so I decided to write

tonight, both

it was hard finding the time to talk to him at

the couch in the living, I grabbed my laptop and started

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

newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion on

about the Paris

friends and they

thinking I could use some of your wisdom,

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

email address

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