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"What were you thinking? The headmaster is going to see there's no adults living here, and call the social worker.", Gavin was livid, "Only families with certain credentials get in - celebrities, scientists, journalists, cops..".

"We're going to get in based on merit.", Ginger professed, "Plus, there's better scholarships there, and we need to think about our future.". Ginger knew money would be the motivator here.



The following morning Ginger saw her brother on her way out for school, "Do you think you can get dinner started before I get home?".

"I'll make my famous spaghetti.", Gavin offered enthusiastically.

"And remember...", Ginger ran him through the routine once more, "Our parents were suddenly called away on business.".



Ginger greeted the Headmaster at the door, briefly explained why their parents were absent, then excused herself to the kitchen.

"WTF Gavin! You were supposed to get dinner started before I got home.", Ginger was furious.

Gavin shrugged, "I dropped the plate".



Ginger decided to show the Headmaster around, while Gavin whipped up a fresh pot of spaghetti, "This is the children's room".

The Headmaster's eyes lit up, "It's so... so... colorful.".

Ginger didn't skip a beat, "It's good for the eyes, and helps stimulate creativity in young minds.".



"Gavin and I share this room.", Ginger suddenly realized they were short on rooms.

"But, where do your parents sleep?", his eyes narrowed, "Are there more rooms?".

"Oh, right.", Ginger didn't quite think this part through, "Well, the couch in the living room folds out into a bed, and they sleep there.".



"Dinner's ready!"



The Headmaster devoured his plate, and started for the door, "It's a shame that I couldn't meet your parents, but it was lovely meeting you all. Spring quarter begins in March.".

"Wait!", Ginger was stunned, "Does that mean we made it in?".

The Headmaster smirked, "We'll see you in March.".

The Newsons scored 100 out of 90. I wasn't sure how this would go after the spaghetti incident, but the headmaster kept wanting to see more rooms - which was my saving grace.

The Hartmans were entertaining the headmaster tonight. Kate was running around like a chicken with her head cut off, trying make everything perfect.

"Candice, why are you still in your pajamas? The headmaster will be here in an hour.", Kate was losing patience fast.

Candice reassured her, "Chill, mom. I just finished my makeup, all I have to do is put up my hair, and throw on a dress.".



Lance worked late at the diner, and waltzed in fashionably late. Candice razzed her brother, "How nice of you to make it, Lance.".

"Hard worker! What exactly do you do?.", the headmaster inquired.

"I'm a bonafide flatware technician.", Lance mused.



"I clean the dolphin tanks at the aquarium, but someday I'd like to become an Oceanographer. Maybe even the hand of Poseidon... the seas are rising, and we need to take action.".

Her mother interrupted, "No politics at the table, Candice.".



Ken heard a rustling in the bathroom. "Lance, what the hell are you doing back there?", Ken was not the least bit amused, "What if the headmaster walked in instead of me.".

"It's not Lance, it's Poseidon. I've come to clean the seas, starting with this bathtub.", Lance could hardly contain his laughter.



The headmaster wasn't very clear when he left, so Ken looked up their scores online, "Let's see.... it says we scored 100!".

"What does that mean?", Kate asked nervously, " Is it good?".

Ken reassured her, "It's very good.".

Everyone got dressed in their best attire and impatiently awaited the headmaster's arrival. The boys started to roughhouse.

Seamus loved tormenting his brother, "What if I gave you a black eye? Then you'd look awfully cute for the headmaster. I bet he wouldn't even let you in.".

"Go ahead! I'll just tell him who did it, then he won't let you in.", Atlas gleefully responded.



Hadron gave a brief tour of the condo, while Alice put the final touches on a nice turkey dinner.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to come in here. Please, excuse the mess and have a seat. Dinner will be out in a jiff.", Alice blushed.




Hadron and Alice ate in silence, desperately trying to hear what was going on in the dinning room. What were they talking about? Were the kids behaving?



"I'm working part time as a junior EMT, and hoping to go into the medical field later.", Seamus bragged.

"What about you?", the headmaster turned to Atlas, "And do you have a job too?".



"Well, I'm quite active in the school's drama club.", Atlas had to think fast, " Sometimes my buddy and I go to the park and busk for tips.".

Always eager to insult his brother, Seamus burst out laughing, "He means a real job, Atlas!".

The headmaster was impressed though. "An entrepreneur, I like that kind of enthusiasm.".



Everything went swimmingly, and the Higgs were accepted into the private school with a 110 rating.

Hadron rubbed his wife's shoulders, "You can relax now Alice, we made it.".