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,"

to the poster

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

that it looks like something you could be

my head to the side and continued

third year students in the

offering a program where we could intern for a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous

"Wow.This looks promising,"

and I kept on

an innovative and global outlook and is committed to long-term partnerships with international universities to further scientific

the capital of the United Arab Emirates, where students can study literature, languages, the humanities and

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

you should

I was thinking

I...?"I was

major.And plus, it’s gonna help you a lot for when you're entering

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

I were only 90 miles apart and we

would happen to us if we were thousands of miles

sighed and looked

"Why not?"

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

it

it matters.So tell me, do

guess I do..."I

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?"

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

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

off guard.I didn’t

matter

hell it doesn't!"he

it matters.So tell me, do you

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

I breathed.

life is a series

sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one

argument, but Tristan just glared

"What?"

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

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

was totally caught

expect that at

shock as I took

smile before

away and coughed

said

I turned my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to

and I shouldn't be impulsive about

list, the kind that I

One, it would be a

could travel the

always wanted to

took French in high school, finally

I wanted to have

the security aspect of it, but I also wanted to experience other things on

so freaking

and damn near impossible to travel back

see my family and friends for a whole year,

us and this might be the nail on the

might get tired of me, and

myself for thinking those thoughts, but

all my

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

and Carrie for an emergency facetime meeting, but that wasn't helping

to Paris because her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year had taught her so

hand, thought it wasn't necessary for me to

could pretty much do the same thing and still be with

for other internships around

even

could count on Tristan for his stable logic

apartment tonight,

was hard finding

in the living, I grabbed my laptop and started

attaching my pros and cons list to the email,

know you're busy with the school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion on this pros and cons

about the Paris

my friends and they were no help at

some

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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