January 15h
Dear Journal,
Another day of school today but what a weekend! Sarah invited me to go a bonfire at the beach with some others from school last night. It was really fun, though the boy-pack kept staring as always. I do have this funny feeling they were staring at Jason, not me. We seem to get along real well so we were hanging out quite a bit.
About half and hour of talking, I finally asked him why they were staring. All he said was "I don't know. I try not to think about it. Hopefully I'll never be sitting over with them staring...if I'm lucky." Then he turned the conversation around. We learned a lot about each other, and his family. I was even able to sneak some info about the Wolfes out of him.
"I know I'm new and stuff but do the elders always talk nonsense? My grandpa goes on and on about the legends and those people, the Wolfes," I mentioned.
"Yeah, our tribe seems pretty much obsessed with the legends but I don't know why. They all seem kind of overrated to me," he answered, but I could tell he was trying not to say it too loud.
"And the Wolfes? I saw them the other day and one of them looked like a Quileute..." I inquired, a bit unsure of myself. I didn't want to see like I was prying or stupid.
"Oh them...yeah, Jacob is..." he glanced at the boy-pack then away. I knew he wasn't going to tell me the truth. He started to continue, avoid the truth with a lie so I stopped him.
"Don't. I know we don't know each other that well yet. I don't want you to tell me anything you don't want to...or any lies you have to fabricate to hide what you don't want to say," I simply said. He seemed to appreciate that, but at the same time, pained that he couldn't share something. It seems like people have to hide a lot in La Push.
What I've learned about my new friend Jason is: he's into extreme sports (anything from surfing to sky diving), he likes all kinds of music except things that remind him of Quileute Folk music, he hates romantic comedies and the classics, he doesn't understand make-up, he wants to move to California (and was jealous I had lived there), his dream is to be in the X-Games, his family is some weird shunned legacy and he always been single.
I told him the same kind of stuff: my favorite music, books and movies being pretty close to his, that I wanted to be a photojournalist like my father, my hobbies (photography being at the top, followed by "time wasting activities"), that I only had a shallow understanding of make-up (as any girl looking at me could tell) and that I had been single for most of my life (except that little fling at summer camp when I was 8, but that was hardly a real relationship).
Sarah is really nice too, like I've said before. Jason told me a little about her, mostly just said that she is way overly humble and sweet and that she has sworn to never date a guy living in Washington. She has really big dreams about becoming a missionary and working over seas. Jason doesn't seem to have much confidence in her, but I think she would be great.
I know it's still only the first week I've lived here, but I really think I have a shot at having a close friendship with Sarah and Jason. I would like to make some friends outside of La Push (for diversity you know) but Granny says there are "better friends" in the reservation. Reminds me of segregation.
XoXo Jennifer Heartly