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

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

it looks like something you could be interested

to

an ad for third year students

for a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I kept

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

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

earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge and

think you should apply for

saying what I

was mainly asking

major.And plus, it’s gonna help you

thing on my mind: this was a year

were only 90 miles apart and we

thousands of miles apart? "No, I don’t

sighed and looked away from the

"Why not?"

in between us.We're having enough problems

it

matters.So tell me, do you want

guess I

choices we make, Tristan.We don't always get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for

"What?"

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,

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

off guard.I didn’t expect that

matter

hell it doesn't!"he

matters.So tell me,

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

I breathed.

a series of choices we make,

and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one

Tristan just glared

"What?"

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

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

was totally caught

didn’t expect

I took in everything that

small smile before

and coughed

he said

and I turned my head back to that poster,

a big decision and I shouldn't

the kind that I

would be a

I could

always wanted to

took French in high school, finally

I wanted to have different

the security aspect of it, but

so freaking far

be expensive and damn near impossible to travel

able to see my family and friends for a whole

rough on us and this might be

me, and then he'll leave me

thinking those

my

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

called up Tiff and Carrie for an

backpacking around Europe for a year had taught her so much about life, more than she could

wasn't necessary for me to go to

much do the same thing and still be

internships around Philly

confused me even more,

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

the apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan

it was hard finding the

in the living, I

pros and cons list to the email, I wrote

school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion on this pros

about the Paris

talked to my friends and they were

use some

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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