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

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

that it looks like something you could be interested

head to

third year students in

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,"

I kept

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

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

the program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge

should apply

I was thinking in

was mainly asking

would apply if I was a comms major.And

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

lan and I were only 90 miles

would happen to us if we were thousands of miles apart? "No, I don’t think I

sighed and looked away from the

"Why not?"

handle another mile in between us.We're having enough

hell it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell me, do

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 argument, but Tristan just glared

"What?"

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

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

guard.I didn’t expect that at

matter what I

it

course, it matters.So tell

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

I breathed.

life is a series of choices

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

I made a good argument, but Tristan just glared at me and scoffed, "Really,

"What?"

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

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

was totally

expect that

I took in everything that he just

let out a small smile before releasing

threw his gaze away and

he said

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

and I shouldn't

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

One, it would be a great opportunity for

I could travel

to

took French in high school,

wanted to have

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

so

expensive and damn near impossible to travel back

see my family and friends for a

on us and this

get tired of me, and then

I hated myself for thinking those thoughts, but

were all my fears and

had been sitting on this list for the past few weeks and I didn’t know

up Tiff and Carrie for an emergency

said I should totally go to Paris because her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year had

the other hand, thought it wasn't necessary for me to go to

I could pretty much do the

look for other internships around

even more, so I did the

his stable logic and honesty, so I decided to

in the apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan

lately, so it was hard finding the time to talk

couch in the living, I grabbed my laptop and started

my pros and cons list to the

with the school newspaper, but I was hoping I could

about the Paris

talked to my friends and they were

thinking I could use some of your wisdom, o

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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