Caleb had been acting weird all day. At school, he had hardly said a word to anybody, even Sarah. After school, Sarah expressed her concerns for her boyfriend over a boyfriend-free afternoon of shopping with Kate and Jamie.

"He's been so quiet and reserved the last few days," Sarah told her friends as she held up a blue halter top in a mirror. Jamie had handed it to her but she wasn't sure about wearing something so revealing.

"Maybe he's been tired. He's been training really hard for the swim finals." Jamie took the Seven jeans she had been looking at into the dressing rooms and found a stall.

Sarah and Kate followed Jamie, each carrying a handful of outfits. "I don't know," Sarah said from the next stall. "I have this really bad feeling about this. It's like there's something that he's hiding. Something is definitely bothering him more than usual."

All three girls stepped out of the stalls to examine themselves in the three-way mirror. "Sarah, you have to confront him," Kate told her room mate.

"Kate's right. There's a time to—OhmyGod! That top looks amazing on you!—let him have his space and maybe even a few secrets, but there's also a time to push. Caleb feels completely responsible for not killing Chase last fall. With everything that's gone on the last few months, if you think he's hiding something, it's definitely time to push for some answers," Jamie reasoned.

"Wait. You think that Chase has something to do with this?" Sarah asked her friend. "And Kate, that skirt is SO you."

"Jamie's right. I Know Pogue is freaking out about Chase still. Did you know that he actually suggested that I leave town right after what happened to Jamie and Caleb? All of the boys are freaking out. They know as well as we do that what happened that night, it could happen to any of us, anytime. Even if they won't admit it, they're as scared as we are." Kate spun around in front of the mirror to carefully examine the skirt. "And I am so getting this to wear to the party tonight."

"Sarah, you just have to confront Caleb about what's bothering him," Jamie stated.

Jamie, Sarah, and Kate all shuffled back into their stalls to change back into their own clothes. "Okay, so, I need you guys' help with something," Jamie told them as she slipped her own jeans on.

"Uh-oh," Kate sighed. "I swear I can hear you smiling that evil and mischievous smile that you only smile when you're scheming something that is going to end up with all of us in trouble."

"Scheming? Me? Never!" Jamie laughed. "I'm helping. I'm going to find a girl for Tyler. I mean, he is sort of hopeless with the ladies. He's too shy for his own good."

Jamie walked with Kate and Sarah to the checkout.

"And how exactly do you plan to get Tyler to actually speak to a human of the female variety?" Sarah needed to know.

In the three months since Jamie had moved home she had masterminded hundreds of schemes, almost all of which seemed to have backfired and landed her in detention. Sarah and Kate couldn't even begin to imagine what on Earth went on inside of Jamie Sims' head.

Tyler was extremely well liked. He hung out mostly with Reid and Jamie and their other radically rebellious friends from school, but he was always nice to everyone. Tyler was attractive too. Plus, it was no secret that Tyler came from some money. He was one of the four Sons of Ipswich. Tyler Sims was a catch.

But relationships with Tyler came with another catch too: he was impossibly shy when girls were involved. His mouth dried up, his throat closed up, the words disappeared from his head, and his naturally rosy cheeks would glow a deep shade of red. It was cute really, but it made conversation with him a little hard.

"I have no idea how to pull this off, but prom is only a few weeks away and he needs a date. I mean, Sarah, you're going with Caleb. Kate, you'll go with Pogue. Reid and me will be there together. And we're all going out to eat together before the dance. I don't want Tyler to be alone. And he can't seriously be thinking about going to Aaron's anti-prom party."

"Okay," Kate agreed.

"But, please, no crazy schemes!" Sarah begged.