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

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

like something you could be interested

head to the side and continued

for third year students in the

were offering a program where we could intern for a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It was a partnership thing that U Penn

"Wow.This looks promising,"

I kept on

innovative and global outlook and is committed

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

invaluable work experiences as well as cultural

you should

was saying what I was thinking in my

was

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

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

90 miles apart and we

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

sighed and looked away from

"Why not?"

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

it

matters.So tell me, do

guess 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 scoffed,

"What?"

else you're gonna regret it," he said as he

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

was totally caught off guard.I didn’t expect that at

 "It doesn't matter what I

it doesn't!"he

tell me, do

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

I breathed.

series of

and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for

thought I made a good argument, but Tristan just glared at

"What?"

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

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

totally caught

expect

was frozen in shock as I took

a small smile

his gaze away and coughed awkwardly, moving a

said

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

a big decision and I shouldn't be

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

it would be a great

I could travel

always wanted to go see

French in high school,

I wanted to have different experiences in

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

so freaking far

be expensive and damn near impossible to

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

on us and this might

might get tired of me, and then he'll leave me for

for thinking those thoughts, but that was

were all my

few weeks and I didn’t know what

for an emergency facetime meeting, but

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

necessary for me to go to Paris to

could pretty much do the

look for other internships

Tiff and Carrie confused me even more, so I did the

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

was alone in the apartment tonight, both Sophie and

school newspaper lately, so it was hard finding the time to

I grabbed my laptop and started typing

to the email, I

newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion on

the Paris

my friends and they were no help at

some of

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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