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Computers. You're pretty good with computers.

> Something esoteric.

"Do you have a computer class?" you ask first.
He thinks for a second. "Well, we've long since ditched the 'this is what a mouse is' class, but Mr. English teaches a course on basic programming...yes, I know," he adds, apparently anticipating a comment about the name. "It's an at-your-own-pace class, so it'd be good for starting this late. Just be warned that kind of class will fail you if you decide your pace is sitting around and doing nothing all period."
"How esoteric do the classes here get?" you ask.
"Well, not too far out. There are a few things we have that you wouldn't normally get a chance to study until college, like logic, philosophy, sociology, psychology, literary analysis...so on. Most of those would be difficult to impossible to pick up at the end of the semester, but I could make a note of them for next year if you are interested.

"Do you want to take any sports or artistic classes?" he asks after a brief pause in which you don't suggest anything else. "Your transcript doesn't look particularly like you know any instruments, but we have a choir, piano basics, drawing. We're not in any large conferences or anything, but we have a few sports not usually on offer, like archery." He shrugs. "You do have four slots to fill, after all."

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