My Nights at the Improv — Jan Siebold

Lizzie feels like she's on a thirty-second delay. That's how long it always takes for the brilliant thing she should have said to pop into her head -- thirty seconds for her brain to catch up with her life. But Lizzie's never been one to take risks -- not with her mom, who worries so much, and especially not now that she's the new kid at school. But once a week Lizzie hides out in the auditorium and watches five strangers in a theater class learn the art of improvisation, where there are no lines, no script -- just making it up as they go along. How do they do it? Lizzie wonders. Not just on stage, but in life, too...