Gemotions

“C-” Amelia muttered, the grade a betrayal of all her efforts. She had spent countless hours at the library, studying and researching. She had even stayed up all night before the final exam. She just wanted to burst out laughing.

She surveyed the scene in the classroom – the disgruntled faces, the hushed whispers. Most of her classmates were upset. She couldn't help but feel a certain satisfaction.

Amelia found herself smiling at the sheer absurdity of it all. The professor had to have made some mistake. It was so bizarre, that it was nearly entertaining.