Author's Note: Thank you so much for everybody who's been reviewing. Even if I don't reply, because I'm crazy busy, know that I read every single one and love hearing your opinions.
Chapter Thirteen
The next week was a quiet but productive day for the father-son duo. Spencer began to read his way through Rossi's library, or at least the approved for Spencer's age portion of Rossi's library with all the profiling and other such books put on a do not touch shelf. He also began to tackle the U.S.S. Enterprise model that he had been given. Which as both guys were figuring out was a pretty complex model. Rossi however began to get some work done on his book. He had been drafting the ideas around in his head for a while now and the words were flowing easily onto paper, or rather onto the computer-screen. He had a meeting with an editor next week, who had already agreed to publish his book based off his professional work, and he wanted to have the first draft, or at least a good portion of it, done by then.
However Dave knew they soon needed to look into schooling for Spencer. The file Garcia had given him was an immense help and one in particular caught his eye. Warton Academy boasted off a top-notch academic program which allowed its students to progress at their own rate working through modules with teacher supervision and assistance when required. Dave knew that would appeal to Spencer's academic side and he personally liked that his son would be able to progress at his fast rate of learning. The other appealing thing about the academy was that it had a mandatory athletic period and a groups and clubs time during the day. The academy's literature explained that the children were grouped by age, not grade level, for the athletics period and its goal was to keep the students active, provide physical exercise, and to work on socialization skills. The literature also explained that the clubs and groups time was in the middle of the school day, after lunch, and students had to participate in at least one club or group but that they had a wide range of options.
The next afternoon, about a week after he'd brought Spencer home, he showed the information on Warton Academy to Spencer.
"Bud, what do you think of this school?" Dave asked,
Spencer in his usual fashion devoured the information and quickly answered, "I would definitely be interested in attending an information session or a tour of the school. I like the learn at your own rate focus and the clubs-and-groups time, however I am hesitant about the athletics period. I have never enjoyed physical exertion."
Dave chuckled at how Spencer phrased his dislike of gym. Personally it had been one of his favourite times of the school day. "That may be buddy but this gym period may be different as you are with like-minded individuals and I'm sure the teachers are well aware that many of you are not physically inclined. That being said we did agree you would try other activities."
"Alright, so can we go see the Academy?" Spencer asked, after he conceded that physical activity was going to be part of his day.
"I will phone them this afternoon and inquire about a tour and enrolling you for starting in September."
The phone-call with Warton Academy went ahead as planned and Dave arranged a tour for the next day. To say they were eager to meet Spencer was an understatement, the headmaster sounded down right giddy as he explained that the highest IQ they had encountered so far was 170.
Author's Note: I apologize for the short chapter but I figured something is better than nothing and I am crazy busy
Note to everybody out there: Romantic poetry is not romantic it just makes you crazy trying to understand it and actually tends to depress the reader (these are just my views as I go crazy trying to study for an English exam