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 on the wall

and read the heading: Calling all communications major, spend a year

it looks like something you could be interested in,"he

to the side

ad for third year students in the communications

while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It was a

"Wow.This looks promising,"

and I

is committed to long-term partnerships with international universities to further scientific

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

work experiences as well as

you should apply

was saying what I

I...?"I was mainly asking

like a really cool program, I would apply if I was a comms major.And plus, it’s gonna help you a lot for when you're

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

only 90

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

sighed and looked

"Why not?"

it's stupid, but I don’t think my relationship can handle another mile in between us.We're having enough problems already, another year of long "It doesn't matter what I want

hell it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell

I

get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one in the future,"I thought

"What?"

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

what makes you happy.If he really loves, he'll understand.And if you

guard.I didn’t expect that at

 "It doesn't matter what

hell it doesn't!"he

matters.So tell me, do you

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

I breathed.

a series of choices we

what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one in

made a good argument, but Tristan

"What?"

stop worrying about other people and start thinking about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna regret

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

totally

expect that at

was frozen in shock as I took in everything that

smile

his gaze away and coughed awkwardly, moving a step

said was

kept ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to give it a little more

was a big decision and I

cons list, the kind that I like to make whenever I

One, it would be a great opportunity for

I could

always wanted to

in high school, finally it could

to have different experiences in

future was pretty set in stone and I liked the security aspect of it,

was so freaking far

damn near impossible

probably wouldn't be able to see my family and

us and this might be the nail on

of me, and

those thoughts, but that was the

all my fears and

on this list for the past few weeks and I didn’t know what to do

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

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

wasn't necessary

the same thing and still be

for other internships around Philly

even more, so I

his stable logic and honesty,

the apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan were

school newspaper lately, so it was hard

in the living, I grabbed

to the email, I wrote to him: Hey,

busy with the school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your

the Paris

to my friends and they were no help

was thinking I could use some of your

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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