Shane’s mom pulled Amelia right into their parent group chat, grinning from ear to ear.
Since Timmy was basically the star of the gifted class, Amelia was showered with warm welcomes the moment she joined. It was a little much—she barely knew how to respond.
Luckily, Ms. Qiu, their homeroom teacher, stepped in and took charge. Today’s parent-child event was mostly happening out on the playground, but before that, each class had its own icebreaker game. The idea was to help the parents get comfortable and feel like part of the group.
Most classes just played simple games—singalongs, word chains, that sort of thing. But the gifted class went for a brainy quiz competition. Ms. Qiu would read out questions, and each student-parent pair would form a team, racing to buzz in with the answer. Get it right, you earn a point; get it wrong, you lose one. The team with the highest score at the end would win a little prize.
As soon as he heard the rules, Shane grinned at his mom. “We’re totally going to win this!”
Shane’s mom was just as hyped. “This is amazing! I never got first place in anything back when I was in school. Shane’s dad is the smart one, but he works some top-secret job so he can’t be here. I was worried I’d let my son down, but now we have two geniuses on our team! This is going to be a breeze!”
Both of them looked at Amelia and Timmy with so much hope in their eyes, it was almost funny.
Amelia just smiled. “Let’s do our best.”
The quiz started off easy, but the questions kept getting tougher as it went on. At first, everyone was eager to answer, but after a while, only a few teams were brave enough to buzz in. Shane and his mom ended up fanning Amelia and Timmy, cheering them on from the sidelines.
In the end, Amelia and Timmy kept their lead and basically carried the team to victory.
They each got a tiny gold medal for their win.
Amelia knew she meant well, so she just smiled a little. “Actually, Clive and I are divorced now. I have custody of Timmy.”
“Divorced, huh?” Shane’s mom’s expression instantly softened, filled with sympathy. “Those homewreckers never get what’s coming to them. And honestly, if your husband was involved, he’s just as bad. You’re better off without him. Go ahead, I’ll keep an eye on Timmy for you and save your seat.”
“Thank you.”
Amelia peeked back into the classroom. Timmy was still at his desk, but he was surrounded by other kids—clearly, he was fitting in just fine. She didn’t need to worry.
She turned and hurried off toward Jinx’s class. Through the hallway window, she could see the kids inside playing musical chairs.

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