Gemotions

The volleyball court seemed to be vibrating with stored energy. Sarah bounced on the balls of her feet, her hands clasped together in front of her. She’d been dreaming of this moment for months. Today was tryouts. Today, she’d prove she deserved a spot.

Coach Thompson, a figure of authority, gestured for quiet. Sarah focused, visualizing her serves, her spikes, her blocks. The air crackled with anticipation. Every muscle in her body seemed to be screaming. She took a deep breath.

Each name called was a testament to skill and dedication, each omission a silent heartbreak. Finally, she heard her name. A wave of jubilation, strong enough to take her off her feet, washed over her. She was in!