Authors note: Usual disclaimer, based upon the story Gifted and Talented by Ozhojabbe

This one is a bit different as it isn't resolved definitely. The reader will have to decide how it turns out. Hopefully others can write in the last paragraphs. Susan is given a choice, what does she choose. ----------------------------------------

Miriam Werner heard her office door open and continued to type the email she was writing.

"Um... excuse me. Is this the school counselor's office?"

Miriam looked up, and tried to place the student. She was dressed in the uniform that all the girls in the school had to wear. There were no exceptions. Every girl had to wear a blue short sleeve banded bottom oxford blouse with the school uniform proudly emblazened on the right chest. The shirt was of course collared with a girls plaid cross tie. The girls couldn't wear the male equivalent shirt which looked similar except the buttons were attached to the opposite side and the cut was made for a boy. She also wore it with a grey plaid wrap around skirt. Any color but gray plaid was never allowed and the girls certainly could never wear pants of any type (except gym shorts in the appropriate physical education class, the phys-ed classes were single-sex.). Dark grey cotton tights and black leather oxford women's shoes were also mandatory. All girls wore the exact same uniform. No jewelry except a watch was permitted. Even the watchband had to be no thicker than a certain width. Make up of any type wasn't allowed.

Blonde, glasses, no slouch in the looks department (in spite of her conservative clothing and lack of makeup) and eyes that radiated intelligence. Miriam prided herself on knowing all of the school's students (even if it wasn't much of a feat in a rural school like this), but she was drawing a rare blank here. She nodded and motioned for the girl to sit.

The girl obliged and spoke again. "I know I just transferred in, but I'm not finding my classes challenging enough. I was hoping I could talk to you about fixing that?"

Miriam smiled. So this was the new transfer student all the teachers were talking about. "Ah, so you're Susan Corsetti, then? What exactly is the problem?" Miriam pulled up Susan's profile on her computer.

Susan looked nervous. "Well, it's just... At my old school I was in the gifted and talented program, and all of my classes were honors and AP classes. Right now, you guys have me in the same classes that all the other seniors are taking. I've already taken half of the classes I'm currently enrolled in, and the ones I haven't taken already are shop classes like cooking and sewing. Even the child psychology class is focused upon child management such as how to distract a baby when changing their diaper, not undertsanding how children learn, interact, think, etc. Since this is my last year, I was hoping to have more challenging classes to prepare me for college..."

Miriam looked over Susan's records. "I'm sorry Susan, but we're a small district. I have you in the topmost classes we offer here."