A/N: Hi everyone! As a little thank you for your massive support for my little story, I think I'll spoil you today. Just to tie you over, you all get a little greeting from our favorite guy; JASPER!
ENJOY! :-)
Chapter 3
August 21, 2010
My dearest Jelly-Belly…
First of all – I miss you like crazy. Nothing is quite the same without you right by my side. I hope you find a little time in your busy schedule to think of me too? I hope that you have settled well at the University, and that you've gotten a decent roommate. Did you get your class schedule yet? How about moving all of your stuff? I'm so sorry I couldn't help you out, but when Uncle Sam calls, you have to answer and the date was set. Sorry Babes – I know you could've used some brawn to help your brain ;-)
California is great – I love pilot school, even though we aren't allowed to fly yet, and it's all theory at the moment. But the other guys in my unit are a hoot to hang around. Something is always going on with them – it's like summer camp, just with somewhat grown-ups. Especially Riley and Marcus – they are the typical Cali-surfer dudes – it's all about smokin' weed and chasin' chicks around town.
It's a typical airbase small town – army brats galore, and the bars don't card you, unless you look like a ten year old. I imagine it's somewhat like college, fraternities and stuff – drinking your brains out on the weekends and studying hard on the weekdays.
Have you heard from Mike or Jake since you moved? God, I hope not. Mike should keep his sorry ass as far from you as possible, if you ask me! That bastard! And Jake… What an airhead with his stupid remarks about 'women knowing their place'. I'm so disappointed in him – I really thought he was a nice guy, and we've known him like forever! But enough of the asshats, they give me the creeps just thinking about them.
How's Angela doing – did she get to NYC okay? How is she gonna survive without Ben by her side constantly? And how about Ben? I hope he settled alright as well, at MIT. It's great to imagine the ultra-geek among peers. Always knew that guy was going places! Say hello from me, if you talk to them.
I miss all of you guys, and even if I don't regret my choice, it would have been so much fun to share the 'college-experience' with you. I know, I know. I've always said that we would go together, but you know how I always wanted to learn how to fly, and after the Alice debacle, I really needed to start over again with new people and new places (not you Babes, you know I love your sorry ass).
Hugs and kisses ~
Your Jazz.
-LFAFL-
-LFAFL-
To: The_Whit_Man(at)gmail com
From: The_Org_BS(at)gmail com
Subject: Thanks for your letter!
Date: August 28, 2010, 10:30 PM
My sweet Jazzy,
Thank you so much for your sweet letter! I miss you too. It's so strange without you. I keep turning around to tell you something, but you aren't there! I hate that.
I'm settling in alright. I have a roommate – she's quirky, girly, sweet and funny. Her name's Rebecca, but she goes by Beck. (I know right? Sounds like a prime time crime show on TV). She's from Minnesota, so we agreed to use my furniture from home.
I ran into a nice guy in front of the cafeteria, who agreed to go with me and help me get it moved here. His name's Edward and he is an English-lit major, like me. We talked about being study partners, if we have some classes together. Charlie was not too rude to him, but you know the Chief. He acts all tough, and starts to oil his guns. He's never done that with you though – wonder why that is?
I'm going to sign off for now. It's been a grueling couple of days, and I'm beat – I never imagined it would be so hard to move out on my own…
Talk to you soon.
Love ya lots!
~B.
-LFAFL-
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To: The_Org_BS(at)gmail com
From: The_Whit_Man(at)gmail com
Subject: Missing you!
Date: August 29, 2010, 5:55 AM
Hey, my beautiful Jelly-Belly
I can't believe how much I miss you! It was great to hear from you – I'm glad that you settled well and that you got a nice roomie. I just hate that I'm not there to help you out. I hate that you have to rely on someone else; because I bailed on you. I should be the one to help you drag your furniture from Forks to Seattle. Not some random stranger, you ran into in a cafeteria! Is he a nice guy? He better be – I won't hesitate to fly out and kick his ass if he acts un-gentlemanly towards you! Ya hear?
Right now, there's nothing I want more than to be there for you, to share your experiences and cuddle with you on your futon, watching lame chick-flicks and throwing popcorn in your hair…
Instead I have to endure the sight of Riley's skinny ass bobbing up and down in the cot next to me, while he's boning some stupid, whiney chick that he dragged home from The Watering Hole at 3 AM this morning. And they are STILL going at it. Maybe he should lay off the Viagra? Marcus just snores through the whole thing, and I'm not drunk enough to sleep through their combined racket.
I gotta run now, Darlin' – reveille is sounding in a minute, and I want to get first dibs on the bathroom for once – something good has come out of the two stooges getting drunk off their asses.
A shitload of hugs and kisses for ya!
Your Jazz.
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