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,"

poster on the wall behind

major, spend a year

was saying that it looks like something

tilted my head to

ad for third

in Paris while taking classes at the famous Sorbonne University.It was a partnership thing that U Penn had with

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I kept on

outlook and is committed to long-term partnerships with

capital of the United Arab Emirates, where students can study literature,

earn invaluable work experiences as well as

should apply for

was saying what I was thinking in

was

sounds like a really cool program, 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

points, but I had one thing on

I were only 90 miles apart and we

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

and looked away from

"Why not?"

my relationship can handle another mile in between us.We're having enough problems already, another

hell it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell

guess I do..."I

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

"What?"

to 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 hands on

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

totally caught off guard.I didn’t expect that

 "It doesn't matter

hell it

matters.So tell me, do you want

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

I breathed.

a series of choices

don't always get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice

I made a good argument, but Tristan just glared at me

"What?"

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

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

was totally

expect

I took in everything that he just

out a small smile before releasing his grip

threw his gaze away and coughed awkwardly, moving

said was

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

a big decision and I shouldn't be

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

would be a great opportunity for my

I could travel the

wanted to go see

took French in high school,

I wanted to have

was pretty set in stone and I liked the security aspect of it, but I also

Paris was so freaking far

damn near impossible to

be able to see my family and

us and this

of me, and then he'll

I hated myself for thinking those thoughts, but

all my fears and

the past few weeks and

for an emergency facetime

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

hand, thought it wasn't necessary for me to

the same thing and still be with

internships around Philly or

Carrie confused me even more, so I did the

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

the apartment tonight, both Sophie and Tristan

it was hard finding the time to

on the couch in the living, I grabbed

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

know you're busy with the school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get

about the Paris

talked to my friends and they were

some of your wisdom, o

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

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