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CHAPTER 12

I
left the class still smiling, but thinking I was forgetting

something.
“Oh!” Then I remembered the second thing on my ‘to succeed’

list—prove my parents wrong about comedy.
I jogged downstairs to the comedy club with my backpack on my

back and entered the class. I decided not to sit near the “stinky, putrid”

girl (no offense) and instead sat in the middle row with no one beside
me.

“OK,” Mrs. Colleen clasped her hands together. “Glad a lot of
people came today. Normally, I would barely see anyone here, but I

guess it’s because of the stand-up comedy practice.”

I was already excited when she said that. I was ready to conquer
my fear of speeches and the audience.

Mrs. Colleen started talking about what we should say to an
audience and how to make it interesting for them to understand the

conversation between us. And my question was—how were we
supposed to be interesting? I mean, do we have to make them laugh or

something?

But then she said something absurd and shocking, and it made me
start to regret this decision.

“Now, FCs, you’re going to start practicing by coming up here to
introduce yourselves. That way, you can see and feel how the audience