Author's note: A reimagining of Ozhojabbe's Gifted and Talented. Written with the author's permission.

The original was posted here https://thechangingmirror.com/phpbb/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=5830&p=19418&hilit=gifted+and+talented#p19418

I wrote these in 2018 right before starting my patreon page. Please enjoy :-)

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Miriam Werner heard her office door open and continued to type the status report she was writing. One of her favorite students, Susan couldn't take the classes she wanted. There just wasn't the space. She wished she could help her, but there were limited resources.

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

Miriam looked up, and tried to place the student. Blonde, glasses, no slouch in the looks department (in spite of his conservative clothing and shortness of stature) 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 boy to sit.

The boy 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 Tracy Corsetti, then? I'm sorry to hear that the course load your father and I hashed out over the phone isn't to your liking. What exactly is the problem?" Miriam pulled up Tracy's profile on her computer.

Tracy 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 even the ones I haven't taken already are painfully slow and, well, easy. I want to be challenged."

Miriam looked over Tracy's records. "I'm sorry Tracy, but we're a small district. We've never really had the funding to offer AP and honors classes. I'm afraid your last year might have to be an easy one for you. Look on the bright side, you'll probably be a shoe-in for any college you decide to apply to."

Tracy looked crest fallen.

Miriam frowned. This wouldn't do at all. "That said... I might still be able to help you. I do have a way to make your time here more challenging without breaking the school's budget..."

Tracy brightened a little. "Really? How?"