I sat down in my seat in homeroom the next day, in front of a fidgety Sheryl. "What's wrong?"
"I can't think of a name for the club," she said, gesturing to the clubroom request form in front of her.
A girl, looking embarrassed and flustered, walked up to us, "Hey... You guys are the After-School Detectives, right?"
Sheryl's ears perked at the mention of that phrase. She smiled a big grin and looked at me for approval.
I smiled back and nodded.
"Yes, we are!" Sheryl replied as she scribbled the name down onto the form.
And that was how the After-School Detective was formed.