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,"

poster on the wall behind

head around and read the heading: Calling all communications major, spend a year abroad in Paris

like something you could be

head to the side and

an ad for third year students in the communications

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

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I

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

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

came out of the program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge and an edge in the developing world

think you should apply

was saying what I was thinking in my

was

a really cool program, I would apply if I was a comms major.And plus, it’s gonna help you a

points, but I had one thing on my mind: this was a year

now, lan and I were only 90 miles apart and we

if we were thousands of miles

looked away from

"Why not?"

mile in between us.We're having enough problems already, another

hell it

course, it matters.So tell

guess I

choices we 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

"What?"

a change.Or else you're gonna regret it," he said as he put

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

totally caught off guard.I

doesn't matter what I want

it doesn't!"he

tell me, do you want

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

I breathed.

is a series of choices we make,

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

argument, but Tristan just glared at me

"What?"

else you're gonna regret

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

totally caught

expect that at

shock as I took in everything that he

let out a small smile

and coughed awkwardly, moving a step

he said was

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

and

list, a pros and cons list, the kind that

be a great opportunity for my future

I could travel the

wanted to

high school,

to have different experiences

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

was so

expensive and damn near impossible to

to see my family and friends for

and this might

of me, and then he'll leave

hated myself for thinking those

my

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

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

because her experiences backpacking around Europe for

on the other hand, thought it wasn't necessary for

much do the same thing and still be

other internships around

Carrie confused me even more, so I

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

in the apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan were

lately, so it was hard finding the time

the living, I grabbed my laptop and

my pros and cons list to the email, I wrote

but I was hoping I could get your opinion on this pros

the

to my friends and they were no help at

was thinking I could use some

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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