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

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

that it looks like something you could be interested

my head to the side and

was an ad for third

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 to long-term partnerships with international universities to

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

work experiences as well

think you should apply for

saying what I was thinking in

I...?"I was mainly asking

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

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

were only 90 miles apart and we

would happen to us if we were thousands of miles apart?

looked

"Why not?"

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

it

it matters.So tell me, do you want

I do..."I

little happiness for a bigger one in the future,"I thought I made a good argument, but

"What?"

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

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

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

 "It doesn't matter what I want

it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell

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

I breathed.

a series of choices we make,

always get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice

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

"What?"

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

he'll understand.And if you two are really

was totally caught off

expect

in shock as I took in

out a small smile before releasing

threw his gaze away and coughed awkwardly, moving

he said

my ear and I turned my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to

and I

kind that I like to make whenever I was confused about

a great opportunity for my

could travel the

to go

high school, finally

have different

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

Paris was so freaking

would be expensive and damn near impossible

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

distance was rough on us and this might be the nail

get tired of me, and then he'll leave

I hated myself for thinking those thoughts,

my fears and

for the past few weeks

called up Tiff and Carrie for an emergency facetime

her experiences backpacking around Europe for a year had taught

wasn't necessary for me

the same

internships around Philly or the

even more, so I

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

in the apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan

lately, so it was hard finding the time to talk to him

the living, I grabbed my laptop

to the email, I

hoping I could get your opinion on this pros

about the

friends and they were

some of your wisdom, o great

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

email address was

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