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

whipped my head around and read the heading: Calling all communications major, spend a year abroad in Paris for an internship and

like something you could

tilted my head to the

third year students in

a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It was a partnership thing that U Penn had with

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I

outlook and is committed to long-term

also runs a campus in Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United

would earn invaluable work experiences as well as

should apply

what I was thinking in

I...?"I was mainly

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

a lot of good points, but I had one thing on

I were only 90 miles apart

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

looked

"Why not?"

think 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

hell it

matters.So tell me, do you

I do..."I

sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger one in the future,"I thought I made a good argument, but Tristan just glared at me and

"What?"

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 into my

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

was totally caught off guard.I

 "It doesn't matter what I

hell it doesn't!"he

matters.So tell me, do

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

I breathed.

life is a series of choices we make,

what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness

Tristan

"What?"

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

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

was totally caught off

didn’t expect that

was frozen in shock as I took

a small smile before releasing his grip on

gaze away and coughed

he said

kept ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to that poster,

was a big decision and I shouldn't be impulsive

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

a great

could

always wanted to

took French in high school, finally it could be

wanted to have different experiences in

future was pretty set in stone and I liked the security aspect of it, but I also wanted to experience other things on my

was so freaking far

would be expensive and damn near

to see my family and friends for a whole year, but especially

rough on us and this

and then he'll

myself for thinking those thoughts, but that was the

were all my fears and

sitting on this list for the past few weeks and I

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

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

wasn't necessary for me

the same thing

internships around

Carrie confused me even more,

his stable logic and honesty, so I

tonight,

busy at the school newspaper lately, so it was hard finding

living, I grabbed my laptop

attaching my pros and cons list to the

but I was hoping I could get your opinion on

about the

to my friends and they were no help at

thinking I could use some of your

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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