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 wall
Calling all communications major, spend a year
something
to the side and continued
for third year students in the communications
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,"
admitted and I kept on
innovative and global outlook and is committed to long-term partnerships with
runs a campus in Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates, where students
came out of the program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge and an edge in
you should apply for
saying what I was thinking in
was
sounds like a really cool program, I would apply if I was a comms major.And plus, it’s gonna
was making a lot of good points, but I had one thing on my mind: this was a year long program in
I were only 90 miles apart
happen to us if we were thousands of
and looked away from the
"Why not?"
in between us.We're having enough problems already, another year of long "It doesn't matter
hell it
matters.So tell me, do
I do..."I
always get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one
"What?"
thinking about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna regret it," he said as he put his hands on
you happy.If he really loves, he'll understand.And if you two are really meant to be, you'll
was totally caught off guard.I didn’t expect that at
doesn't matter
it
tell me, do
"l..I guess I do..."
I breathed.
series of
sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness
Tristan just glared at me and
"What?"
need 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,
understand.And if you two
totally caught
expect that at
as I took in everything that he
let out a small smile before
gaze away and coughed
he said
my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to give it
a big decision and I shouldn't be
kind
would be a great opportunity for my
could travel the
always wanted to go
in high school, finally
I wanted to have different experiences in
lan, my future was pretty set in stone and I liked the security aspect of it, but I also wanted to experience other things on
so freaking far
expensive and damn near
family and friends for a whole year, but
rough on us and this might be the nail on the
might get tired of me, and then he'll
those
all my
sitting on this list for the past few weeks
Carrie for an emergency facetime
backpacking around Europe for a year had taught her so
other hand, thought it wasn't necessary for me to go to Paris
I could pretty much do the same thing and still be with
internships around Philly
confused me even
Tristan for his stable logic and
apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan were
busy at the school newspaper lately, so it was hard finding the time to talk to him
living, I grabbed my
to the
hoping I could get your opinion on this pros and
about the
friends and
could use some
Thanks, Tristan.
I'm counting on you.
Emma.
email address was
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