Gemotions

The concert hall thrummed with applause. The final note of her concerto had rung out, and the audience was on its feet, cheering. A wave of pure happiness washed over Clara. She’d done it. She’d played at Carnegie Hall. She grabbed her phone, eager to share the victory with her piano teacher. She tapped out a quick message, her fingers flying over the keyboard. "Nailed it! Carnegie Hall, DONE! Feeling so incredibly fulfilled! Cannot wait to come back!" She stared at the contact name. *The conductor*. She giggled, covering her mouth to hide her wide, giddy grin.