NOTES: One more?

One more. Let's see if Sansa has made some friends in all this mess.

Chapter 4

"Aren't you supposed to be a bitch?"

"Alys!" Jeyne Poole yelled.

Sansa gave Alys Karstark an amused look. "Sorry if I'm not enough of a bitch for you."

Alys snorted. "Everybody keeps talking about that stick up your arse… But I'm starting to think it's smaller than they imagine."

Jeyne was looking at Alys like she was demented. Sansa would too, if she could stop laughing, which –apparently –shocked Alys even more.

Sansa didn't have any friends at the University, because she kept mostly to herself, but one of her teachers had given them a project and assigned the groups. Sansa saw herself working with Jeyne and Alys, two of the smartest girls she'd ever met.

They knew each other very well –it looked like most of the folks down here did –so they talked easily to each other, but Sansa had a bit of a problem connecting to them.

That was until she made a joke about Professor Tormund and Alys almost choked with laughter, which prompted the bitch comment.

"Holy fuck! You can even laugh." Alys was way too shocked by this information. "I feel like I don't know you at all."

Sansa rolled her eyes at the dramatics. Logically Alys –or Jeyne, for that matter –didn't know her. She made sure nobody did. "I do laugh." Sansa assured the other woman.

"I was starting to think you were a porcelain doll." Alys told her, completely shameless. "People call you Ice Queen to your face and you never react."

"I don't give a fuck about their opinion." Sansa informed her.

"Why did you change universities?" Jeyne asked suddenly. "Some people are saying it's because there's an old guy paying you tuition."

Sansa rolled her eyes. "Yes, an old guy also known as my stepfather."

Alys looked amused. "So what's the story? Why transfer from King's Landing? Everybody that studies there thinks the sun shine out of their arseholes."

"My father died on a car accident one month after I found out my boyfriend had been fucking the whole University and my best friend." She shrugged. "Then my mother decided to remarry, so I realized it was easier to move here."

By the end of her explanation both women were looking at her like she was an alien.

"Holy fuck, Arryn." Alys exclaimed. "That's fucked up."

Sansa just shrugged once again. She didn't want their pity or their sympathy. She'd learned that not feeling was easier. She could put the bitch mask on and be left alone, and that was all she wanted now.

"And the nun-life is self-imposed penance for something?" Alys asked.

"Nun-life?" Sansa snickered.

"No parties, no guys…" Alys gave her a look. "Or do you prefer girls?"

"Neither." Sansa said dryly. "I prefer neither right now."

"Lady Sansa!"

Sansa groaned and considered hitting her forehead against the table, but she did have an image to keep. "Fuck off, Stark." She called without turning.

Alys and Jeyne were looking delighted by the scene.

Robb came to stand right beside her and planted his hands on the table, a huge grin on his lips as he looked at her. "What? Not happy to see me?" He teased.

Sansa could see Jon on her other side, nodding at Alys and Jeyne. She just arched a brow at Robb. "Don't you have somewhere else to be? Someone else to bother?" She asked dryly.

"Lady Sansa!" Robb put his hand to his chest. "And here I was thinking we were friends."

Sansa rolled her eyes. "We aren't friends, Stark." She said slowly, like he was a particularly stupid child, then she turned to Jon. "Can't you control your brother?" She threw at him, not exactly a request.

Jon just shrugged, an amused smirk on his lips. "I gave up on that years ago."

"So let's be friends!" Robb called from Sansa's other side, probably tired of being ignored. "We're throwing a party tomorrow. Come over." It wasn't exactly an invitation. It had an edge of command to it.

"No, thanks." She answered curtly. He was lucky she used "thanks" at the end.

Robb closed his eyes and groaned. "Please!" He insisted. "Alys and Jeyne will be there. Jon, you ask! Give her the puppy eyes."

Susan couldn't care less about Jon Stark's puppy eyes. "I'm not going, Stark." She informed him firmly. "And we're busy. Bye."

Robb sighed dramatically, but it was Jon who spoke the next time. "They have work to do, Robb." He looked at Sansa. "Some other time maybe?"

Hum… If the soulful eyes and pouty mouth were already quite the combination, Sansa didn't want to see the puppy eyes.

"Some other time." She agreed, though inside she was screaming fuck no. She was staying as far away from them as possible.

Obviously nobody believed her, but Sansa had zero fucks to give.

"You're still coming, right, Alys?" Robb asked the other woman.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." She grinned at him.

"Jeyne?"

"I'll be there." She replied with a smile.

The two brothers finally went on their way, but that left Sansa with Jeyne and Alys, who were looking at her with some curiosity.

"I have to say… It's the first time I've seen someone that resistant to the Stark charm." Jeyne commented, clearly amused by the notion.

"They aren't that charming."

Alys chuckled. "It'll do Robb some good to be let down. His ego can take it."

"It's been a while since I saw Jon letting Robb take over a conversation like this." Jeyne commented.

"You're right." Alys hummed. "Idiots like to think that Jon is all brawn and no brain, but he's just quiet. He doesn't let Robb talk for him like that." Alys gave Sansa a measuring look. "I think he was just letting Robb work the baby blue charm on you."

Sansa scoffed. As if.

"Maybe they want a Sansa-flavored sandwich." Alys finished with a grin.

"Excuse me?" Sansa arched a brow.

"These are just rumors." Jeyne cut dryly.

"What rumors?" Sansa wanted to know.

"That they're really good at sharing." Alys explained with a mischievous grin.

That surprised Sansa. "This sounds like stupid gossip to me."

"Well, Jon and Robb had girlfriends before. One each." Alys conceded and Sansa snickered. "But I know girls that swear to high heaven that they were the meat on that sandwich and it was amazing."

Sansa tried to keep the incredulity of her face, but that sounded right out of the pages of some smutty novel. "Let me guess." She said sarcastically. "They also have a red hot secret romance, made all the sweeter because of the incest."

Alys cackled, but it was –surprisingly –Jeyne who answered. "More like kissing cousins."

"What?" Sansa asked confused.

"They aren't exactly brothers." Jeyne explained. "Well, Jon was adopted by Robb's family, but they're actually cousins."

That caught Sansa completely by surprise. She always heard people talking about them as the Stark brothers, and people did call them brothers all the time. But now that she really thought about it… She had kind of assumed they were twins, even if they looked completely different from each other.

Hum…

"You didn't know." Jeyne said, clearly surprised, but Sansa didn't know if she was being judged by it.

"Still don't care." Sansa shrugged.

"Come on!" Alys teased. "I'd find out myself, but they aren't my type."

Sansa snorted. "No, thanks. If they had girlfriends before it's obvious this is a 'fuck'em, leave'em', kind of thing. I don't do one night stands."

It was Alys's turn to snort. "Maybe you should."

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