Chapter Six

This is short unfortunately. And, um, I'm not one to beg for reviews but we're on chapter six and I haven't gotten many reviews guys. I am thankful for the alerts and favourites though. I'm just saying, a couple of words or even an emoticon (although if it's sad face, please explain) can go a long way.

Disclaimer – I don't own Twilight, it's Stephanie Meyer. I do own Alessandria and this little plotline.

Sandy POV

After English Language, in which I personally apologised to Edward and he accepted graciously, I set off towards the library where I'd agreed to meet Jasper. I passed Rose who looked lost.

"Hey Rose, where are you heading?" I asked and she turned to me, looking relieved.

"Maths?" she said it like a question. I shuddered. I really hated maths. We didn't get along very well.

"Oh, it's right at the top of that staircase," I told her, pointing to said staircase. She smiled gratefully at me.

"Thanks Sandy," she said and walked off like a catwalk model. She was wearing a tight navy blue jacket with pale blue skinny jeans and five inch shoes that I was certain were real Louboutins. Yeah, her family were genuinely loaded. Then I realised I was late and rushed off to the library. When I got there (on the other side of the school, mind you) I was out of breath. Patting my hair to make sure it wasn't all over the place, I opened the doors and walked as calmly as possible over to Jasper. He grinned when he saw me.

"Sorry I'm late, I ran into Rosalie and she was lost. I can't believe she's taking A level Maths. It's the only subject I'm worse in than History," I apologised and collapsed into the chair opposite him. He looked amused.

"Rosalie has a way with numbers. She just imagines they're shoes," he joked and I pretended to look offended.

"Hey, that's how I got through GCSE maths," I teased and he grinned in response.

"Ok, we need to get you revising. You're very good with distractions," he pointed out and I looked sheepish.

"Yeah, I have no work ethic. I'm so easily distracted," I admitted and I knew that Jasper's presence wasn't helping.

"I will change that," he assured me and I groaned.

"I'm not going to have a life."

"Only for a few weeks. When exams are over, you can do as you please." Well, when he put it that way . . .

"Ok, motivation provided. Let's revise!" Only he could make me this eager over History and I barely knew him. But I didn't care.

Jasper POV

I watched her as she studied the textbook, an adorable frown on her face as she looked back and forth between it and her notes. Her fringe repeatedly fell in her face and she kept batting it away furiously. I talked her through the things she didn't understand for the whole hour of our free period. At the end she looked a little bit frazzled.

"Do you feel better? Or do you need to study in fifth period too?" I asked as we made our way to the canteen lunch.

"I feel a bit overwhelmed. But I also feel proud that I've done some work for once. And I wouldn't mind revising in fifth period but wouldn't you rather go home?" she asked curiously. I shrugged as we entered the buzzing canteen. A lot of people were staring at us, curiousity pouring off of them in waves. Alessandria (I couldn't call her Sandy in my head) ignored them and headed for the lunch queue, buying a southern fried chicken wrap baguette and a bottle of water. I felt guilt from her and realised that her neglect of her diet caused it. I resisted rolling my eyes and bought my own tray that I knew I wouldn't eat.

"Hey Sandy, will you sit with us today?" Rose asked as she came up behind us with her own tray. Alessandria nodded and made a strange hand gesture at her friends at the other table as she balanced her tray in one hand. Lance winked and gave her the thumbs up. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"It's just something we made up in case we sat with other people instead of yelling across the canteen," she said, blushing slightly. Rose laughed and led the way to the table.

"Hey Sandy," Alice greeted her happily. I smiled contentedly and watched Alessandria interact easily with my family. I wasn't in love with her. But I was heading that way. I caught Nessie watching me with an amused smile, directly mimicking her father's look. Shaking my head, I turned back to Alessandria and listened to her discuss her dream car with Rosalie.

"I like the Ferrari 458 Italia but I adore the Lamborghini Murcielago lp640. I wouldn't mind either one but everyone talks about Ferrari's and you see them here more than Lamborghini's. I want a car that stands out," she said, making emphatic hand gestures to show her enthusiasm.

"What colours would you get them?" Rose asked, leaning forward in her eagerness.

"The Ferrari would be red but I wouldn't mind it in black. The Lamborghini I'd prefer in white but I wouldn't mind yellow or orange," Alessandria answered, sporting a dreamy look on her face. I filed that information away from later. Rose threw me a significant look and I realised that the conversation had been for my benefit.

"Time for my lessons!" Alice cried in a far too excited manner. Then she winked at me, looked obviously between Alessandria and myself then breezed off with Sylvester for whatever lesson they had. The others smiled and departed except for Rose. I almost growled as I realised that she had a free period too. Alessandria would surely prefer Rose's company.

"Rose, Jasper is helping me study in the library otherwise I'm going to completely tank History. Are you coming too?" she asked and I held back a wide smile. Rose smirked, knowing exactly what reaction I'd hidden, and nodded.

"Yeah, I can get some homework done. I can't believe they give us homework this late in the year," Rose complained. Sandy shrugged and fell into step between Rose and I/

"It helps us 'revise'," she scoffed and I smiled gently at her, resisting the urge to reach out and hold her hand.

"Yes, well, in your case, revision seems necessary," Rose pointed out and I felt grudging acceptance come from Alessandria.

"History is the only thing I really struggle with! It's not my fault, ok maybe a little, that I have no work ethic," she grumbled. "Jasper will whip me into shape soon enough though." Then her cheeks turned a deep burgundy. Rose giggled and waltzed into the library with Alessandria following sheepishly. I tried very, very hard not to stare at her as I ended the line entering the library, ready for another hour of study. And more staring.

There goes another one.

Preview:

"Jasper, you're making me nervous. Whatever you have to say, just say it. My mum used to say 'spit it out before you choke'," I said, smiling nostalgically at the memory of my mother.