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

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

was saying that it looks like something you

to the

for third year students in

taking classes at the

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I

global outlook and is committed

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

that came out of the program would earn invaluable work experiences as well as cultural knowledge and an edge in

should apply

saying what I was

I...?"I was

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 market

of good points, but I had one thing on my

were only 90 miles

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

and looked away

"Why not?"

don’t think my relationship can handle another mile in between us.We're

it

course, it matters.So tell me,

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

"What?"

about 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 my arms, speaking straight into

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

totally caught off guard.I

matter

hell it

course, it matters.So tell me, do you want

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

I breathed.

series of choices

and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for a

I made a good argument, but Tristan just

"What?"

you're gonna regret it,"he said as he put his hands on

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

was totally

didn’t expect that

I took in

out a small smile before releasing

away and coughed awkwardly,

he said

words 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

was a big decision and I shouldn't be impulsive about

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

be a great opportunity for my future

could travel

always wanted to

took French in high school,

wanted to have different

in stone and I liked the security aspect

was so freaking far

near impossible to travel

family and

rough on us and this

me, and then he'll leave me

hated myself for thinking those thoughts, but that

were all my fears and

few

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

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

thought it wasn't necessary for me

could pretty much do the same thing and still be with

could look for other internships around Philly

Tiff and Carrie confused me even more, so I did

stable logic and honesty, so I decided to write him

in the apartment tonight, both

so it was hard finding the time to talk to him at

in the living, I grabbed my

and cons list to the email, I

school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion on this pros and

about the Paris

friends and they were

I could use some of your wisdom, o great

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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