They each took some budding scouts with them to gain some practical experience. They returned within a reasonable time to report that there was not mu...ch to choose from between the two possibilities. I winked at Naomi and chose the one that Bill had investigated. I wanted to boost his confidence. His group happened to be the closer of the two, so that was a good reason to choose that one.I had the squad leaders form up their squads and told them the plan of attack, which was essentially the same. He trusted that boy, the one who looked like he might love him, might be sweet and adorable and kinda scared.'Hang on, ' Jared sat up to make his signs easier, 'What do you mean he loves me? How do you know?''He told me.' Shelby's hand signs and facial expression were innocent as spring rain, but Jared knew his sister better.'Shelby ... what do you mean?''Didn't I mention it? He's outside.'Jared barely let her get to the end of sign before leaping off of the bed, phone in hand, scrambling in. It was her senior year of high school, and it was a Friday, and she'd met enough people to actually invite over, and so she'd been granted permission for a party. I honestly could only remember one other party she'd ever hosted, and that was about three years and three schools before. I really didn't try to hang out at her party too much. I had some of the food and some soda. I spent some time up in my bedroom reading a book. And I watched "Soap" from 9:30-10:00, though I could hardly hear over. Clark wasn't much of a dancer, so he had the tendency to sit at a table and people-watch. This seemed to work in his favor this particular night, because within about twenty minutes a fairly pretty girl sat down and started talking with him. As the night went on, Clark asked if it would be okay if he left. He and his new friend were looking to find somewhere quiet to talk. Honestly, I was happy for the guy. Shortly after he left, I spotted a group of people I'd graduated high school with.