Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Differences Between Us Make Us Special

By Midnight Dreamer

Chapter 22: Letter’s Between Friends.

Jasper sat surprised. He never thought that anyone would want to get to know him outside the family. Isabella did sound interesting. The family seemed to like her well enough so Jasper thought, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to write and get to know her. So after the family dispersed Jasper headed to his study on the third floor. Taking a seat at his desk he pulled out a sheet of paper and an old quill.

Dear Isabella,

I’m not exactly sure what to write about. I have not often made friends outside of the family other than my brother and his wife. Perhaps I should start out small and work up to it. Shall I ask some questions and perhaps answer them with my own answers? This way when you write back you can ask a set of different questions. I’m not sure what else to write so I will ask my questions now.

1. Favorite Color? Blue or Grey
2. Favorite subject? History
3. Favorite food? Wolf
4. Favorite type of movie? War docudrama.
5. Favorite type of music? Country

Well I guess that will have to do. Take care and respond soon.

Truly,

Jasper W. Whitlock

Jasper sealed his letter to Isabella and ran it to the mailbox. He wasn’t sure how long it would take for a response but he was a patient man. Returning to his study he took a book from his shelf and began to read. Days and nights passed as he lost himself in the book he was reading. It wasn’t until a knock on the door startled him out of his stupor.

“Enter.”

“Jasper there’s a letter here for you.”

Jasper had never been more excited to receive a single piece of paper in his life, well that he could remember anyway. Closing the door and settling back in his chair he opened the letter he knows is from Isabella. Opening it up, he is accosted by her sent. Lilacs and Magnolias, with a hint of Honeysuckle. The smell was mouthwatering. Not in the he wants to eat her kind of way, but in the: I feel at home kinda way. Breathing deeply he took in her scent, his eyes closing slowly. After a minute passed he reopened his eyes and took the letter out of the envelope. Slowly unfolding it he noticed the beautiful script in which she wrote.

Dearest Jasper,

I was surprised to receive your letter. I wasn’t sure if you would write to me or not having never met me. I’m glad you decided to take me up on my offer. I will start off with describing myself to you so you have an idea of what I look like. I’m 5 feet 11 inches tall, my auburn hair comes to my waist, and I have blue eyes and a small nose. My lips are smallish with the top lip being slightly larger than the bottom. Other than that I’m as average as a teenage girl of 15 would be.

I know this is long but I hope to help you get to know me better so when I come out to visit once again we will have plenty to talk about. As for your questions. My favorite colors are blue and green. Pink is so overrated. Favorite subject(s), history and science. Favorite food, well I can’t say I have ever tried wolf! But a good fried rice, egg roll, and lobster never hurt anyone. Favorite type of movie. Well I like documentaries too, but a good horror movie is my fav. They scare the crap out of me but isn’t that what they are meant to do? Favorite music, I like a little bit of everything. I’m not opposed to anything except maybe gospel and that death metal stuff…you know where they spend the entire song screaming into the mic and you have no idea what they are saying.

Well I guess it’s my turn to ask the questions. Well how old are you? Vamp and human.

What color where your eyes when you were human?

Did you have any siblings when you were human? As you know I have Edward!

Do you see your brother and his wife often?

Do you like to play board games? I love chess and monopoly! I know, very teenish of me isn’t it!

Well Edward is yelling at me to go to bed so I will say good-night for now. Hope to hear from you soon.

Your friend,

Isabella.

Jasper read over the letter two more times before he got up and went to his desk. Pulling out his sketch book he decided to try and draw out what Isabella may look like through her description. It took only minutes for him to have a somewhat complete portrait of a beautiful young girl. Placing his book back in the drawer locking it up once again. Retrieving a sheet of paper he began his reply.

Dearest Isabella,

I too am glad that I took you up on your offer. Receiving your letter was most exciting. When you described yourself I was surprised. You sound like such a beautiful young lady. I do believe however that in your letter you asked if horror movies were indeed supposed to scare you.  I believe that even if the movie is supposed to scare you sometimes you have been through things in life that make such a movie seem not so scary. As for the music I guess I can see your point. I myself don’t understand that genre of music. I have lived through many eras of music and that one makes the least amount of sense to me.

I will tell you a little about myself and hopefully answer a few of your questions in doing so. I was born in the 1842. I believe I had two younger sisters. I was 20 when I was turned in the winter of 1862. I was a Major in the civil war. On the confederate side of course. I was raised in a small town just outside of Houston, Texas.

I was told that I looked just like my mother. From what I recall she was a beautiful kind hearted woman. Blond hair and blue-green eyes. I have found pictures of myself from that time and from the looks of it my eyes were a steel wool gray. I remember being told they were the color of a stormy sea. I don’t know for sure.

As for my brother and his wife, I haven’t seen them in many years. As you can probably guess they aren’t my real siblings. Peter was a vampire that I had changed back in my early days. He helped me through a tough time in my life when I thought there was no hope. It was a debt he had repaid for me saving the life of his mate and wife.

I think you would like Charlotte. She is a lot like Rose in ways. They both have a love of cars, but Charlotte loves history. Mostly different cultures. I believe that is what they are doing now. Traveling the world learning about the lives of others of our kind. I hope to hear from them soon. Charlotte always sends me post cards.

As for board games, well I too love chess. Monopoly not so much, but that could be because every time we play Emmett cheats. Well Miss Isabella I believe it is getting late, and even though I do not have to sleep, I do have to hunt so sweet dreams Isabella.

Your friend,

Jasper W. Whitlock

Sealing the letter up and heading down stairs he decided that it would be best to take it to the mail himself and then go for a hunt. It was nearing dawn when he finally returned home. Another letter in the hand of Rosalie made Jasper almost giddy.

“Another letter from Isabella.” She called. Everyone came rushing in from where ever they were.

“Well read it Rose.” Alice chirped.

Dear Cullen’s,

Again I am sorry for the late correspondence but once again life as I know it has become hectic. School is starting and Vicky is over worked and Edward is going mad. Or at least I think he is. He is trying to be sneaky and throw me a surprise party for my birthday which as you can see will not be a surprise. 16 already. Vicky said she would take me for my license since Edward failed his the first time. He…he…don’t tell him I told you. I can’t wait for summer to come.

I wish you guys were here. I think we could have a blast here in the city. But alas I know it can’t be… it is far to sunny here to have a bunch of sparkly disco balls walking around even if they are not wearing sequins. You would definitely stand out.

Alice thank you for the gift it was lovely. And before any of you ask she sent me a crystal palomino horse. How she knew I loved horses is beyond me, but hey I can roll with it. Emmett I would love to thank you for the whoopee cushion I have found many a uses for it here at the orphanage. The kids have a blast. Rosalie, thanx for the car mags…they make for great late night reading when I can’t sleep. Es-mom…can I call you that? Well the cookies you sent were delish. And tell Carlisle, that Edward is lost in the medical journals he sent him. I think I may have to send in a search party soon if he doesn’t come up for air! And last but not least Jasper. Thank you so much for writing to me. I enjoy our talks even though we are miles apart. Enclosed is the latest letter to you. Please forgive me for not sending it separate, but seeing as how the price of postage here as gone up I must be careful how many letters I send out.

We miss you all dearly and can’t wait to meet some of you in person and to see the others once again. Summer can’t come quick enough.

With all my love,

Isabella.

P.S. Emmett don’t even think about stealing Jasper’s letter and running off with it. If you do their will be consequences…won’t there Rosalie.

The room was quiet for a moment before everyone started talking at once.

“What do you mean you have been writing to Isabella? Is that what your doin up there in that study of yours all the time?” Rose yelled at Jasper.

“Alice how did you know she liked horses?” Emmett asked.

“I didn’t, why in the world would you send her a whoopee cushion?” Alice looked pointedly at Emmett.

“Silence all of you.” Esmé yelled.

The room went deathly quiet. They all knew better than to piss of Esmé.

“Now it seems that Isabella has been getting to know you all so I don’t see the big deal. Emmett don’t even think about it, give that letter to Jasper.”

Emmett looked sheepish at being caught. Handing over the folded sheet of paper to Jasper.

“Now if you would all excuse me I have more baking to do.”

Esmé left the room and wandered back toward the kitchen.

“Read it out loud Jasper we wanna know what you two talk about.” Emmett whined.

“We are just getting to know each other better. She talks about Edward and things she likes and I tell her little bits about myself. It’s a friendship Emmett; not a written porn manuscript.” Jasper growled out as he left the room heading for his study. His safe haven from his siblings. Closing the door swiftly behind him he stretched out on his leather sofa and began to read.

Dearest Jasper,

Sorry to call you out in front of everyone. I bet Emmett is pouting about how you get special letters and he doesn’t. Don’t worry Rose knows just what to do? Did Alice flip about the whoopee cushion? I need to know honestly, I have a bet goin with both Edward and Emmett. They didn’t think she would say anything, but I know better! After I received her gift I had a feeling her and I are going to butt heads often. Don’t get me wrong I loved the horse she sent, but I get this vibe off her that she is a girly girl and her world revolves around fashion and sadly the color pink. Okay well enough about her.

I haven’t yet got your letter so I have a feeling it is on its way here. I truly do wish you could all come and visit. It would be nice to finally meet you and Alice. I’m not sure about Alec though. Rose says he keeps to himself most of the time. I think he just needs a friend. Remember he isn’t used to being around you guys, and hell! Emmett and Rose have stalker like tendencies…don’t ask me how I know this, just know that I do. Give him a chance I think you may even like him if you do. And who couldn’t use more friends…i have thousands. What is one more?

I know you are secretly wondering how I would know that Emmett would try and steal this letter aren’t you? No you’re not? Well let me enlighten you anyway. That is just how Emmett is. I knew the second I put that sentence in there that this was meant for you that he would try to sneak off and see if I was writing you porn or not. He can be such a pervert sometimes.

You don’t have to respond to this letter but I will be sending you another once I receive the one you have already mailed. Please be patient. I know it is hard having all that free time on your hands but use it to do something useful. Learn an new language, try and learn to play an instrument, learn to cook…Es-mom would show you. She is a great cook. Her cookies are to die for…get it…she’s a vampire, she’s already dead. Okay well enough of my silly humor. Hope to meet you soon.

Your friend,

Isabella.

Jasper was stunned for a moment. Then hysterical laughter broke from his lips. Everyone came running to see what had caused Jasper to laugh so hard. When they opened the door to see the empathic vampire clutching his sides they soon joined him. They couldn’t help it. His gift was flowing freely throughout the house. It took a while for Jasper to calm himself down enough to reign in his gift. Looking around the room at everyone he chuckled and reseated himself on the sofa.

“So what the hell got into you?” Rosalie asked.

“Isabella.” he said waving the letter in his hand.

“And what is so funny about Isabella?”

“Oh nothing about her is funny, but she herself is hilarious…by the way Emmett I believe you owe her something…a bet was made?”

“Shit! No way. She told you?”

“Of course she did. Who else was gonna tell her the truth. Seeing as how I have nothing invested into said bet; I would be the one to tell her the truth.”

“But that doesn’t explain why you were laughing so hard.”

“Just something Isabella said.”

“Well what did she say?” Alice asked with her hands on her hips.

“You don’t already know?”

“No I don’t. It seems that anything having to do with Edward or Isabella is blank to me.” she pouted.

“Awe Alice I’m so sorry to hear that…not. Tough cookies sister I ain’t spillin.” Jasper said filling the room once more full of mirth.

“Well we know now that Isabella is a bad influence on Jasper.” Alice snarked stomping out of the room causing everyone to laugh.

“Alec would you mind hanging out for a bit. I would like to talk to you.” Jasper asked.

Everyone looked at him but he shrugged them off, and they left too. Leaving Jasper alone with Alec.

“So you wanted to talk with me Major?”

“Alec please call me Jasper, I haven’t been the Major in a long ass time.”

“Okay then Jasper what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Well it seems my little pen pal here thinks that you need some male bonding time. She thinks that you are lonely. Now don’t go getting offensive, I think she has a point. You are half way around the world from any family you have ever known, and thrust into a family that have known each other for decades. You’re not sure where you fit in or where you will belong. Am I right so far?”

“Yes and is your pen pal a seer too?”

“No just your typical teenager. But I have a feeling she is more than that.”

“I have a feeling too sir.”

“Oh and what is that?”

“My mate isn’t gonna be happy about any of this.”

“Oh well that feeling would be correct. But you are the man and she needs to know that you are her equal not her servant or her master.”

“I understand, but what does that have to do with you and your pen pal?”

“Well she believes that you need some friends and I and Emmett are the two most qualified.”

“Demetri would be so jealous if he knew I was hanging out with you!”

“Huh?”

“Demetri has a slight case of hero worship.”

“Of me?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“A long story.”

“We have all the time we need.”