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,"

the poster on

Calling all communications major, spend a year abroad in Paris for an internship and

it looks like something

head to the

third year students in

taking classes

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I kept

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

the United Arab Emirates, where

came out of the program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as

should

what I was

was mainly

major.And plus, it’s gonna help you a lot

I had one thing on my mind: this

and I were only 90 miles apart and we were having

we were thousands

sighed and looked

"Why not?"

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

hell it doesn't!"he

tell me, do you

guess I do..."I

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 just glared

"What?"

start thinking about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna regret it," he said as he put

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

caught off guard.I didn’t expect

matter what

hell it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell me, do

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

I breathed.

series of choices we

get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for

a good argument, but Tristan just glared at me and

"What?"

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

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

was totally

didn’t expect that

in shock as I took in everything that he

a small smile

and coughed awkwardly, moving

said

words kept ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I

was a big decision and I shouldn't be impulsive

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

be a great opportunity

I could

always wanted to go

French in high school, finally

I wanted to have different experiences

in stone and I liked the security aspect of it, but I also wanted to

was so freaking far

would be expensive and damn near impossible to travel back and

family and friends for a whole year, but especially

this might be the nail

of me, and then

I hated myself for thinking those thoughts, but that was the

all my

list for the past few weeks and I didn’t know

called up Tiff and Carrie for an emergency facetime meeting, but

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

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

much do the same thing and

for other internships

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

I could count on Tristan for his stable logic and honesty, so I decided to write him

alone in the apartment tonight,

newspaper lately, so it was hard finding the time to talk

the living, I grabbed my laptop and

cons list to the email, I wrote to him:

hoping I could get your opinion on this pros

the Paris

to my friends and they were no help at

some of your

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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