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,"

pointed to the poster on the

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

was saying that it looks like something you could

tilted my head to the side and continued

ad for third year

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

"Wow.This looks promising,"

I

University has an innovative and global outlook and is committed to long-term partnerships with international universities

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

program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as

you should apply for

saying what I was thinking

I...?"I was

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

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

and I were only 90 miles apart and we were

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

sighed and looked away

"Why not?"

between us.We're having enough problems already, another year of long "It doesn't matter what I want

hell it

course, it matters.So tell

I 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

"What?"

about yourself for a change.Or else you're gonna

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

guard.I didn’t

matter what I want

hell it doesn't!"he

matters.So tell me,

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

I breathed.

is a series of choices

and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a bigger

good argument, but Tristan just

"What?"

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

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

was totally caught

didn’t expect that at

I took in everything

let out a small smile before releasing his grip on

his gaze away and coughed

he said was

kept ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to

decision and

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

One, it would be a great opportunity for my

could travel

always wanted to

school,

to have

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

so

would be expensive and damn near impossible to travel back and

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

rough on us and this might be

me, and then he'll leave me for

those thoughts, but that was

my fears and

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

an emergency

because her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year had taught her so much about life, more than she

wasn't necessary for me to go to

do the same thing and still be with

look for other internships

even more, so I did the

for his stable logic and honesty, so I decided

alone in the apartment tonight, both Sophie

at the school newspaper lately, so it was

the couch in the living, I grabbed

attaching my pros and cons list to the email, I wrote

I could get your opinion on this pros and cons list I

the

my friends and

I could use some of your wisdom, o

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

address

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