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,"

the poster on the wall

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

something you could be

head to the side and continued

was an ad for third

company in Paris while taking

"Wow.This looks promising,"

admitted and I

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

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

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

think you should

I was

was mainly

like a really cool program, I would apply if I was a comms major.And plus, it’s gonna help

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

now, lan and I were only 90 miles apart

happen to us if we were thousands of

looked away

"Why not?"

relationship can handle another mile in between us.We're having enough

hell it

it matters.So tell

I do..."I

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

"What?"

you're

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

totally caught off guard.I didn’t expect that

 "It doesn't matter what

hell it doesn't!"he

course, it matters.So tell

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

I breathed.

is a series of choices we

don't always get what we want and sometimes we sacrifice the little happiness for

argument, but Tristan just glared at me and scoffed,

"What?"

you're gonna regret it,"he

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

totally caught off

didn’t expect that

shock as I took in everything that

a small smile before

and

he said

ringing in my ear and I turned my head back to that poster, thinking...should I? I had decided to give it a little

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

kind that I like to make whenever I was confused about

be a great

could travel

always wanted to go see

French in high school,

I wanted to have different experiences

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

Paris was so

be expensive and damn near impossible to

wouldn't be able to see my family and friends

us and this

might get tired of me, and

those thoughts, but

my fears

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

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

around Europe for a

thought it wasn't necessary for me to go to Paris to

pretty much do the same thing and still

other internships around Philly or

with Tiff and Carrie confused me even more, so I did

Tristan for his stable logic

tonight, both

it was hard finding the time to talk

I grabbed my

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

school newspaper, but I was hoping I could get your opinion

about the Paris

friends and they were no

some of

Thanks, Tristan.

I'm counting on you.

Emma.

email address was

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