The class was held once each week, and I spent the remainder of the time before the next class struggling with myself—a useless pursuit, I have come to realize. Analyzing a situation, considering pros and cons, that’s one thing. But one cannot win a wrestling match with oneself.
I tried to be honest with myself about why Donald’s offer was so tempting. Was it his proven acting ability? His evident personal charm? His self-confidence, a quality I’d always found seductive in others? Or was the commitment to improve myself, the intention to satisfy Dr. Dunfey, what motivated me?
But if I’m honest, the most troubling aspect of Donald’s offer was the realization that I was attracted to him—more so than ever after seeing him as Puck—and that he might very well be attracted to me. Else, why had
