Gemotions

A slow smile spread across her face as Maya read the words on the screen. Her scholarship, the one that had been a lifeline, wasn't actually meant for her. It was supposed to go to a girl named Sarah, a name that felt oddly generic.

She felt a delightful lightness in her stomach. The sheer, unexpected absurdity of the situation sent a warm tingle through her veins. She imagined the administrative staff frantically trying to sort things out.

Maya began to feel a delightful energy that made her want to dance. She pictured herself casually mentioning this to a professor she found a little irritating, just to see his reaction. This situation was, quite simply, perfect.