Two weeks went by with daily dance lessons and speech therapy. Victor told me I was improving in both areas.
But the best thing was I saw the improvement myself. So did many others at school.
“You seem different lately,” Amy said as we ate lunch.
“Different. How?“ I asked
“You seem more … confident, I guess,“ Amy replied. “And you’re not stuttering nearly as much.“
I couldn’t help grinning. “William hinted at the same thing yesterday in werewolf history class.”
“That’s so great,” Amy said with a squeal. “Do you think he’s gonna ask you out sometime?”
“I don’t know,“ I replied. “But he talks to me more and more every day.”
“How is Victor?“ Amy asked. “ You two must be getting along better. He picks you up at the gate every afternoon.“
“He’s a great teacher, and the speech specialis
