Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 84: Some Space 

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

the heading: Calling all communications major,

like something you could be interested

to

ad for third year students in the communications

a program where we could intern for a creative company in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It was

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I kept

global outlook and is committed to long-term partnerships with international universities to

runs a campus in Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates, where students can

earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural

you should apply for

saying what I was thinking in

was mainly

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

had one thing on my mind: this was a year long program in

were only 90 miles apart and we were

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

sighed and looked away from

"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 long "It doesn't matter what

it

matters.So tell me,

guess I

a series of 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 at me and

"What?"

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

he'll understand.And if you two are really meant to be, you'll be together no

caught off guard.I didn’t expect that at

doesn't matter what

it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell me, do

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

I breathed.

series of

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

good argument, but Tristan just glared

"What?"

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

you two

was totally

expect

in shock as I took in everything that he

small smile before releasing his grip on

threw his gaze away and coughed awkwardly, moving a step

said was

back to that poster, thinking...should

and I shouldn't be impulsive about

a list, a pros and cons list, the kind that

would be a great opportunity

I could travel

always wanted to go see

school, finally it could

to have different

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

was so freaking

and damn near impossible

wouldn't be able to see my family and friends for a

rough on us and this might be the

get tired of me, and then

thinking those thoughts, but that was the

my fears

this list for the past few

even called up Tiff and Carrie for an emergency facetime meeting, but that wasn't

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

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

I could pretty much do the same thing and

for other internships around Philly or

with Tiff and Carrie confused me even more, so

his stable logic and honesty, so I decided to write him an

apartment tonight,

busy at the school newspaper lately, so it was hard

the couch in the living, I grabbed

and cons list to the email, I wrote to him:

was hoping I could get your opinion on this

about the Paris

friends and they were no

use some

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

email address was

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