Who: Pretty much open, but poking at Pogue, Caleb and quite possibly Leah. =] What: Jacob's just hanging out at First Beach brooding. (God Caleb is a bad influence) Where: ^First beach When: Lets say... Wednesday just for excitement purposed. If that doesn't work though I can always change it.
Jacob sat down on the large driftwood log that he had first told Bella about the vampires at. Since Monday his moments as a human were rare. Over the past two days he had lost more articles of clothing the he had since he first started turning. At least the salvation army is gonna get a lot of business. He stared down at the sweatpants he was wearing. They were pretty cheap there, and they were never in short supply. So it was the only thing he risked wearing for now. His favorite pair of shoes were probably still being blown about Forks.
Jacob hadn't tried to get a hold of anyone, and for the most part the rest of the pack was keeping their distance. He was relieved that they were giving him some room to work things out. They all knew what was going on of course. With the amount of time he was spending as a wolf it was impossible for them not to. Embry was the only one who made the mistake of joking about his imprinting. He felt pretty bad about reacting so...badly. But he wasn't in the mood for being the butt of the joke, not at the moment at least.