NYC Forever

Chapter 16

Alice POV

Three Months Later

It's been three months since the funeral. Three months since the day Rosalie fought with Emmett. Three months since Jasper told me he loved me. Lots can happen in three months, some you don't like and then others that make your heart race.

"Ali! We need to go shopping! Ya know for the trip?" Rosalie called, bring me back to the real world. I looked at my clock. It was noon, not too early to go shopping, yet too early to go out for lunch. I walked out of my room.

"Let's go! We're taking your car!" I called back. Rosalie came out of the living room. She was wearing a peach and gray striped tunic, a pair of gray skinny jeans, and a pair of peach heels. It was a good enough outfit for shopping. We walked out to her red BMW M3. She (of course) got into the driver's side. She popped the garage and pulled out. I waited until she was on the driveway. I walked out and hopped into the passenger seat.

"Rose, I have to be at the school before 2:15 today," I told her. Rosalie didn't do anything, but pull out of the driveway. Rosalie and I cruised down the street, which is normally jammed packed. Rosalie turned on the radio; our favorite song came on. It was Fashion by Lady Gaga. We cranked the music way up.

"Why do you need to be at the school by 2:15?" Rosalie asked, yelling over top of the music.

"It's our three month anniversary, and I promised Jazz that I'd help him with his last hour class," I reminded her. She nodded, and continued to rip down the street, towards the store. After several minutes of driving, we arrived at the store.

Rosalie pulled into the nearest parking stall. Rosalie put the car in park, and got out. I got out of the car, several moments later. We walked in the store, and went to the shoe section. I found Sling back sandals, Socal black flip flops, and cute pair of Jimmy Choos. Rosalie on the other hand found Drake Water Snake Sandals, and a pair of Dune Julie Diamante T-Bar Platform Sandals.

After we were sure the shoes were the ones, we headed over towards the clothing section. Rosalie went towards the dress, I went to the shirts part of the section. As I was going through the shirts, my phone vibrated. I got a text from Edward. The message said, Help! Bella's PMSING! (Edward). I laughed.

The shirts I found included, a color block tube top, a Cynthia Steffe Adalia tank, an Ava Ruched tube top, a Cayli Tiered Top, Sequined Vest shirt, and a chain trimmed tank. I went into the change room and tried them on. The all fit perfectly.

I glanced at the clock; it was 1:55. I went to find Rosalie. After two minutes of frantic searching, I found her waiting at the till. I got in line with her. The line took forever. The line moved slowly, yet we seemed to reach the front of the line in no time.

"Did you ladies find everything you needed?" The cashier asked, we nodded, "Your totally comes to $5383. Cash or charge?" Rosalie held out her master card. He swiped the card for her, and handed it back. She smiled at him at, as we left the store.

We walked out of the car, and put our bags in the bag seat. Rosalie got into the driver's side, and I got into the passenger side. Rosalie drove out of the parking lot and down the street towards the elementary school.

We drove down the street, and turned left. There was the school. It is a large brick building, and a large teacher's parking lot. Rosalie pulled up in front of the front doors. I got out and walked to the front doors. Rosalie drove away.

I walked in. There was a sign on the wall. The sign said, All Visitors please report to the main office. Thank You. I did as the sign said. In the office, sitting in front of a large computer screen, is a rather large lady, with vibrant red hair. She looked up form the screen and smiled.

"Hello. I'm here to see Mr. Whitlock. He is expecting me at his class in two minutes," I said. She nodded and sent me on my way. I walked down the hall, listening to the sounds of my footsteps. I reached his room, right on time.

I knocked lightly on the door. A girl, most likely in grade 3, answered the door.

"Mr. Whitlock! Someone's at the door," She called. Jasper looked over at the door, and smiled. He motioned me to come in. I did, I walked in and went to his desk.

"Class, this is Alice Brandon. She will be working with us until the end of the day," He introduced me. I smiled and waved at the class. They all murmured "Hello Miss Brandon". I walked over to Jasper.

"Happy three month anniversary," I whispered. He smiled and pulled me into a hug. A little girl put up her hand. He released me, and walked over to her desk. She asked him a question; he nodded. She stood up and came over to me.

"Hi Miss Brandon, I'm Elizabeth, but everyone calls me Ellie," She introduced herself. I smiled at her.

"Elli, you can call me Alice or Ali. You don't have to call me Miss Brandon," I told her. She nodded and went back to her desk. She began writing again. A young boy went up to Jasper and handed him his paper. Jasper nodded and motioned him to take out a book, and read.

"Dean, I will correct your report. Please take out a book and silently read," Jasper instructed, as he sat down in his own desk, and started to correct Dean's report. Jasper started to think really hard. I think Jasper looks adorable when he thinks hard. Jasper put a final mark on the report and called Dean over.

"Dean, can you see me after class?" Jasper asked. Dean nodded, and took the report over to his desk. Dean and Jasper both looked disappointed. I couldn't decide who looked more disappointed. I walked over to Jasper.

"Why do you need to see him after him after class?" I asked Jasper.

"His mark on his report. He got a C and I thought he worked really hard on it," Jasper told me. I nodded and went to Dean's desk. I tapped lightly on his desk. He looked up from his book. I think he was surprised that I wanted to talk to him.

"May I see your report?" I asked. Dean handed me his paper. On the paper, there was a lot of messy writing and a big fat C. I read it and took it up to Jasper again.

"Jasper, this report is very good! Why does he only get a C?" I asked. Jasper took the report, just as the bell rang. Dean got out of his desk, and came over to us.

"Dean, I've reread your paper, and decided it deserves more than a C. I've given you a B," Jasper looked at me, "You may go." Dean smiled at us, and ran out of the classroom. Ellie was still in the classroom; she was busily finishing her report.

"Ellie, the bell rang," Jasper informed her. She looked up, blushed, and left the class. Jasper tidied his desk quickly, before grabbing his jacket. I put my jacket on, and walked out of the class. I paused at the door, waiting for Jasper. Jasper came out, shut the classroom door, and locked it.

"Let's go," Jasper said, as we left the school. We walked out of the school, towards the teacher's parking lot. Jasper's 1967 Corvette was in his usual spot. Jasper unlocked the doors, and got in. I got in the passenger side.

"I guess I forgot to say this earlier, but happy anniversary!" Jasper said, as he kissed my forehead. We drove out of the teacher's parking lot. Jasper doesn't speed. We drove down the street, towards his apartment.

The drive to Jasper's apartment took ten minutes. Ten minutes of silence. We finally reached the apartment. Jasper put the car in park, got out and opened my door for me. I got out, as Jasper took my hand. Jasper lead me to the apartment door.