Chapter 60

**Chapter 60**
**Judy’s POV**

I couldn’t believe all the professors knew about my dyslexia. How did the dean even find out? My doctors and therapists had repeatedly assured me that no one outside my close circle would ever know.

I didn’t want them to start treating me differently, as if I was incapable of anything. It felt like my fears were coming true. They all knew about my disability, and now they thought I couldn’t really learn the material.

They think I was the one who set Carol up and got her kicked out of school. They also believe I’ve been cheating the entire time. Just thinking about it made my heart tighten in my chest.

I couldn’t bear to listen any longer.

to Nicole and Professor

I didn’t want this conversation to drag on. I wasn’t going to let a bad situation ruin my favorite class. I also didn’t want my professors to think I couldn’t participate in their class.

With my arms crossed over my chest, I took a deep breath and prepared to speak up.

I walked around the corner and saw Nicole and another girl gossiping about me. When Nicole spotted me, her face turned pale, and her mouth nearly dropped open. She realized immediately that I had overheard their entire conversation, and it showed clearly on her face.

“Judy!” she exclaimed.

Nicole gasped. “H… how long have you been here for?”

She was nervously stumbling over her words.

“Long enough,” I replied, my brow furrowed. “What’s going on? How did everyone find out about my…”

“Dyslexia?”

Professor Morgan turned pale immediately.

“The dean called us in early this morning for a team meeting to discuss it,” he said, looking down. “How did the dean even find out?” I asked.

“No one was supposed to know,” he said.

“I’m not sure; he didn’t say,” I replied. “He must have gotten some outside information.”

I pressed my lips together tightly and walked toward my professor, trying to maintain a serious expression.

“Let’s get one thing straight, Professor. I got into this program on my own merit. I didn’t buy my way into this school; I worked hard to become the top student. My dyslexia doesn’t define who I am or what I can achieve.”

I believe in my abilities. If anything, facing challenges makes me work even harder to achieve my goals. I’ve come this far on my own, without extra help, and without my professors treating me like I can’t handle simple tasks. I know I can succeed.

I can read and write just fine. It might be a bit harder for me than for some others, but I do well overall. When I focus my mind and heart on something, I succeed.

If you believe you can’t manage…

“Maybe I should start looking for other professors if you keep teaching me like this,” I said.

Nicole smirked at her brother and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I told you so, didn’t I?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Professor Morgan shifted nervously in his seat and looked down at the ground, feeling embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, Miss Montague,” he said. “I was rude, and you are right. I shouldn’t have assumed that you were incapable just because—”

He paused, trying to find the right words.

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**Chapter 60**

“I have received this new knowledge. I hope you can accept my apologies,” he said.

“I will accept them once you share my messages with not only my professors but also the dean. I can accomplish my tasks without their extra help,” she replied confidently.

“I don’t appreciate being treated like I’m stupid,” I said firmly.

Professor Morgan lowered his head in agreement.

“I will respect that,” he replied.

I took a step back and let out a long breath I didn’t realize I was holding. It felt good to finally express my feelings.

I finally understood why my professors had been acting so strangely today.

“Now, what were we discussing before I got here? Besides me,” I asked, looking back and forth between the two of them.

“I’m introducing a new move today,” one of the professors said.

He rummaged through his folder and pulled out a piece of paper. “These are the coordinates of the move that I want everyone to practice today,” he said.

He handed me the paper and took a quick look at it before nodding and passing it along to others.

I tossed the ball back to him.

“Seems easy enough,” I said confidently.

He raised an eyebrow at me.

“Care to demonstrate?” he asked.

I smirked and turned to Nicole.

“Want to spar with me?” I asked.

She nodded eagerly.

“Yes, please,” she said as she got ready.

One moment, she was standing and preparing for my move. The next moment, she was lying on the ground, face up, her eyes wide and dazed. I stood there, surprised by how quickly things had changed.

I pinned her down with my elbow pressing against her throat and my leg draped over my shoulder. I had just used all my strength to flip her to the ground.

“I was crazy to doubt what you can do,” Professor Morgan chuckled, shaking his head.

For the

During the class, Nicole was my sparring partner. Together, we practiced the new moves we had learned.